[ Lord Digga ]

Good good mornin, this is a warnin

You slept on me last night, so stop the fuckin yawnin

You shouldn'ta dialed 540-WAKE

You made a mistake, now your funeral's gonna take place

I'm not the nigga that you really wanna fight, right?

Cause I put my foot in Gladys, cause I thought she wore my Nikes

And I just might fuck your wife, cause I'm livin trife

I gives a fuck about a punk pussy rapper

Cause I break the dawn in the p.m. to the day after

You little punk bastards, the Digga's comin after

Ya, strictly on a rub-out mission

Say your prayers like a christian

Or your punk ass will be missin

Like Jimmy Hoffa, it's the drunken hip-hopper

Comin to kick your ass proper to a slow beat or some opra

But check me on the next verse, cause I'm out like Cindy Lauper