Simple Statement Songtext
von T‐Nutty

Ladies and gentlemen
Introducing, T-Nutty!

(Oh my goodness)
T-Nutty is heated, he can′t be defeated, I cannot believe this
(Oh my goodness)
T-Nutty is heated, he can't be defeated, I cannot believe this
(Oh my goodness)
T-Nutty is heated, he can′t be defeated, I cannot believe this


See nigga, I'm heated like that
Heater talkin' like a walkin′ thermostat
I′ma make a simple statement, here's the latest
Since you waited, congratulations, you found the greatest
Droppin′ shit like I'm constipated
Concentrated on stackin′ my mail, the
Population got it crackin' with sales
So my occupation combined with pagers
If I′m not mistaken, I'm leavin' a trail
Follow me now, like all of me pals
Or you could do-do-do the opposite, nigga, go hop in a gat
I′m lockin′ it down on the West Coast, ain't no stoppin′ it
With the bad flow, got bitches jockin' it
At the next show ′cause I be rockin' it
I′m a bad loc, it's my prerogative
I'm strapped with a Glock and I′m cockin′ it
If you're not convinced, I′m 'bout to get the
Victim, listen, put you on it
Y′all don't wanna get swallowed up on this
′Cause I'ma get on it, just give me a moment
I'm loaded off the ganja, rolled up a lighter
Holdin′ my dollar, smashin′ a bucket
Hollerin' like fuck it, I dump at your baby mama
′Cause I'm West walkin′, all that stress talkin' to a vet
Every so often it′s causin' a mess
So why suggest you get lost when a boss wanna floss a step?
I doubt you wanna go toes with a bouncer
I'ma pull a stick up like Alfalfa
Hop up the pick-up and get somethin′ out this
Spit like a public announcer
Fill up a nigga with syllables, killables
Riddles and shit like Kibbles ′n Bits
You're edible, nigga, my squad is incredible
Let ′em know there ain't no fuckin′ with this
Sit out of luck, you son of a bitch
Who give a fuck about a rap that you writ?
If you're under attack, you′ll be wonderin'
"T-Nutty Nut, man, who the fuck is this?"
That nigga that's here to keep it on the map
Hit ′em so hard they sleepin′ on they back
My little niggas creepin' up with gats
It′s time to ride with the Nutty Factor
Besides, none of them other guys wanna fuck with me
Under no circumstances, ask them bastards
If T-Nutty's a G, that piggity-packin′ higgity-Humpty Dumpty for
Makin' niggas that think they can bust me
I′m from the planet of the mad gorillas and monkeys
That adapt to livin' with the Factor-ism
Get to slappin' cats with the ism
Just like a pit bull dog when we sic ′em
Quick when I creep through the fog, finna lick ′em
(Oh my goodness) You niggas can't see me
I′m hungry and greedy, tryna get meat
(Oh my goodness) I'm wanted and needy
State to state with the Nutty graffiti
(Oh my goodness) Could this be some good shit to hit your hood with?
And that ass is where my foot slipped
I just wish that I had the camera footage
Some niggas is crooked, as soon as you look at ′em you can tell
I'm judgin′ books by the cover, don't even open up the bad mail
Todd Hazell mobbin', bail
Off to the backstreets after the mail
Half of these niggas wanna follow my trail
Movin′ like snails and light on the scale
I′m little but I'm not frail
Got niggas duckin′ and tuckin' they tails
We even got people to clean up their shells
Ride with the Factor, nobody tells
If the shit smells, then plug your nose
And point fingers at the foes
Indecent exposure, explosive shit can′t be exposed
So all you niggas and hoes, I'm givin′ thanks for your attention
It's young T-Nutty Nut with that shit that I had to mention