Da Brat Intro(unrestricted) Lyrics

Intro(unrestricted) Lyrics

[Millie Jackson]
BuckWIIIILD outrageous do what you feel like doin
til a
motherfucker know when you don't feel like
screwin
I did it, you do it,
break the ties that bound
Keep a motherfucker off you, keep your feet on
the
ground
HEYYY! FUCK YOU if you can't go for that
And a double fuck
you from Da Brat-a-tat-tat
Let it +ALL+ hang loose, never feelin
afflicted!
Go for what you want and it's called..
Unrestricted

[Twista]
May the Lord be my witness
From the
"Funk" to the "Tantrum" now
"Unrestricted"

The K-Town bitch too weak
In Chi-villain
they be killin every mark in the district
Can y'all skill match it?
Right
I kill Patrick from the six-oh-six-fo'-fo'
Got hit cause ya clip so
slow
Motherfuckers can't do shit with "So So"
Shine like a
twenty inch Mo-Mo
for the Navi' on top of them dub's
Hit me in the mug,
and deliver the bud
Now you talkin bout my gul
Terror for the millenium,
straight fuckin up anyone
(hah, anyone.. ssshit) Steady bust like a semi
gun
Murderin over any drum; comin out from the dark
Here to let you know
here she come

[Da Brat]
Can't nobody do what I done
Niggaz and
bitches think they run
Fin' ta throw another one of my "Tantrums"
redrum
And the six-oh-six-fo'-fo' is where I'm from
Callin on my nigga
Twista to set this shit off
Two of the best motherfuckers on the
Westside
if I need to relieve stress I get high
This the introduction -
Unrestricted is how I bust in
Like a blow to the dome and a severe
concussion,
shock a hoe
And niggaz can talk about me, all they
want
cause I'ma bad bitch
and I'ma continue to be that, til I'm
gone

[Twista]
Shit, babygirl you ain't even gotta hurt em like
that
Commit a murder like that
Let off like a asskick and serve a hype
track
Hit the world like volcanos,
earthquakes, bombs, thunder and
lightnin
No wonder it's frightening
Hoes might as well not come out of
hiding
Could you really be about to crush em
Dustin em off like Hoffman
and hush em
Feel the repercussions of a girl
from a place where that
gangsterin and hustlin
ballin and bustin so lie low
Dodge low from my Chi
flow
We smokin up five-oh
and work thirty calories off like Tae-Bo
In
the middle of the function flossin
with a grip no script but "Legit
Ballin"
Better go on with the shit talkin
I create corpses for
caskets and coffins
Niggaz don't want Twista to spit
I kick that
Mobtastic shit
Introduction for a raw and sometimes psychotic
bitch

[Millie Jackson]
Oh +I'M+ the befo', but Da Brat is the
after
We pimpslap lame bitches just for the laughter
All or nothin, never
a fraction
Yeah, you got it.. motherfuckin Mil-lie Jackson
You
BITCHES!
.. You BITCHES!