Nasty Guy (Instrumental by Nasty Beats) by Brain Dead Group

This is the unmixed version (the Trump samples in the Chorus are really off)

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
No problem Houston we have a lift off,
No condom you can just suck my dick off,
If you go against me than you're not gonna get far,
Like an uber driver that's pulling a rickshaw,
Kickball game at the company picnic,
Grand slam champion the way that I kick shit,
Get me an ambulance I'm full of the sickness,
Cuz I see what they don't want me to witness,
Try to cleanse my mind just like Will Smith said,
But I question what it is he raised his kids with,
I mean I know it might be none of my business,
But his son runs around dressin' like bitches,
So I guess yeah then he wasn't raised right,
He don't belong like albinos in daylight,
Or like a muslim in the club on the gay night,
They attack me first but want me to play nice,
Shake dice, tell me what does it land on,
Your son's a bitch go get him a tampon,
We are who we are, free as Americans,
You wanna get rid of me makes you the embarrassment,

[Chorus]
I'm a nasty, nasty guy,
These people wanna say I'm a nasty guy,
They do little things to attack my mind,
Don't want me to see it rather have me blind,
I'm a nasty guy, a nasty guy,
I'm a nas-nas-nas-nas-nasty guy

[Verse 2]
Verse two hurts you worse than the first one,
It's easy to see where your son gets his skirt from,
This is what happens without the Alpha Male,
So no wonder you want me out from here,
You think if Pinkett had a son with Pac,
It would've grown up the same and want to suck cock?
That's pretty doubtful,
You got a mouthful,
We all wonderin' when you're comin' out too,
Don't care you fag, follow scientology,
Cleanse my kind the part that really bothers me,
Sounds like a genocide I probably,
Should share my opinion more cautiously,
Shit on my beliefs than I shit on yours,
This the exact same reason that we get in wars,
"Mr. Peacemaker" I see what is faker,
Weaker, bullshit that you go and speak,
You a millionaire rapper I'm a million times better,
"Parents Don't Understand" their son's a crossdresser,
Come out the closet you been waitin' for the chance,
And we know with your family that Jada wears the pants,
You a bitch, a pussy a ho,
You're not gonna do shit it's all for show,
Fuck you, your families a beard,
Everybody knows you ain't a man you a queer,

[Chorus]
I'm a nasty, nasty guy,
These people wanna say I'm a nasty guy,
They do little things to attack my mind,
Don't want me to see it rather have me blind,
I'm a nasty guy, a nasty guy,
I'm a nas-nas-nas-nas-nasty guy

I'm a nasty, nasty guy,
These people wanna say I'm a nasty guy,
I'll say it to your face they attack behind,
And they don't like the way I rap my rhymes,
I'm a nasty guy, a nasty guy,
I'm a nas-nas-nas-nas-nasty guy