Ghetto Rendezvous DJ Quik

[Intro]
Rendezvous, I guess it's time for another
Aww look what you muthafuckas done went and did
Y'all done pissed off
Yeah what up sis, I hear you out there
You know you done fucked up
I'm glad y'all set it off

[Verse 1]
You prolly mad 'cause you can't eat off me no more
Don't wanna hear you crying or offer you no dough
You tried to make my life shabby
With the zodiac sign of the cancer you crabby
Plus you got away with murder twice
Just like that nigga that's on thin ice

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I hate you so much it just shows
I hate you more than Michael hated Joe
And your son looks like a fucking Al-Qaeda
I'mma call him Whop Daddy cause his chin to the side
Now that's the mark of the beast
You had a Damien in 1977 to say the least
Your house is full of mole, body full of yeast
I bet you baking a loaf of bread down between your cheeks
You stanky little rodent, yeah bitch, you molded
You'll never see your brother, that's why your love carroded
Emphysema all in him
You can't hold nobody, there ain't no toxins in your venom
You just a grand momma in denim
Looking for some little kids to put some shit up in them