Lyrics:

All I know
That's a bad motherfucker
All I know
He's about to drop some shit now
All I know

All I know
That's a bad motherfucker
All I know
He's about to drop some shit now
All I know

When I first came out, many couldn't catch my name
Now worldwide, feel the affects, scratch my name
Rahzel, now rewind that, slow it down, you'll find that
The way I design that and revert behind that, not in my contract

I'm bustin' all over this bitch, while your girl cums
Down with the Two one fifth, Illadelph, Dy-Nast'
R double O T S, no need to remind us
You're far behind us, tryin' to high beam, blind us

Catching chinas from a nickel plated liner
Blastin' holes in your designers
This is for you primadonnas
'Cause my persona's like pirhannas

I got you second guessin' and sweatin' like saunas
If you learned from the second lesson, no question you want it
Change your facial expressions from minutes to seconds to longer
God damn it feel good to see people up on it

All I know
That's a bad motherfucker
All I know
He's about to drop some shit now
All I know

Who's the man, Rahzel's the 'Man', so yo, pass the 'Method'
1200 styles, crush your crew without no effort
Let me flip my, vocabulary, vocal acrobatics
Smack up phone dramatics, I can jam like automatics

Nine millimeter, twelve rounds, one in the chamber
Russian Roulette, you can bet, there is DAN-JUR
Number five in the Billboard, with the bullet
One million in my pile, you know the style, let me pull it

'Cause I'm about to blast ya, take the mic, then harass ya
1999, octane, because I gassed ya
Watch me George Jet, on you son, like I'm NASA

God damn, like to (unverified) compare on blaster (unverified)
It's the sound affect master
'And I'll destroy anyone, who dares go against me'

All I know
That's a bad motherfucker
All I know
He's about to drop some shit now
All I know

I got your mouth wide open, just like the Grand Canyon
I'm Trugoy, to this rap game, I got game
Call me Denzel, with the rap name, I got aim
'He's on fire' like a coal in a hot flame

Plus my Posdonuses, produces, your prognosis
Kids doin' the chronic from coast to coast kid
Death, what the doctor ordered, so say, 'Ah'
Take you 'Three Feet High and Risen', like De La

C'est la vie, I'm yo' super MC
Got the S on my chest for you to buy my LP
Check the outlets for cassettes and CD
Sam Goody, blockbustin' up your H M V

Nigga please, ask yo momma for some cheese
Tell her need some restitution like them Vietnamese in Vietnam
'Cause Rahzel drops the bomb
More complex than texts, in your Holy Quran

All I know
That's a bad motherfucker
All I know
He's about to drop some shit now
All I know