What, yeah, John McClane Harold the and the Waterproof With my nigga Bud'da, on the Golden State Eatin' every rapper on the Huh, me
I got in three-one-oh On eight, with multiple one-eighty-sevens a Marilyn Manson t-shirt when I die and go to Heaven Smoke a beady, my lungs, smoke the resin
the name Ras Kass-ciano Get to y'all punk bitches 'cause I'm a Mac, like Ronald I Mac make money and mack murder wack rappers My Makaveli Bomb First, the Mac-11'll gat cha
When I get at cha, the tenses Fatality before you reach your senses Got so-called writers, crashing brick fences Like my name was Al Fayed so you die, like that princess
If you lookin' for sympathy, you better between R and T In the fucking see the object of the game is to win Stack some ends, sippin' Whip a Benz and leave it to next of kin
Pick a any card, I bet you can't pull it State, number one with a bullet It's three card Will ever stop? not Pull your spine through your And your body drop
Pick a any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one a bullet It's card molly Will they stop? not Pull spine through your mouth And watch your body
The un-edited medic, on the cut, a degree in metaphysics A doctor, a lot of patience and perseverance Flows like an liner that sails like a clearance I'm fly like a flamingo, I'm a pitcha
Everything I freak I eat Al Pacino You don't me baby You ain't happy, you need Ecstasy Now you in my but you have to pay my equity
For the point in my character I'll reach the highest place in the house when I Like the Quaran, fuse hot, fluid with like billion cube Been way since I was fourteen
And like this I been runnin' without the use of Sports creme Rippin' up tracks like Chinese, peep the game I lay I'm grim, I over my brow when I rip Never write rhymes with fingertips
syllable you choose to use Is as a flower tryin' to go gold But all you're is a golden shower
a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, one with a bullet It's three card Will ever stop? not Pull spine through your mouth And watch body drop
Pick a any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, one with a bullet It's three molly Will ever stop? not Pull your through your mouth And watch your drop
Look, now if it wasn't for the These rap wouldn't need a vest around they chest bustin' about where you rest And what you own and you drive So the day some come for you I'm really not surprised
Mr. Black Bruce Willis, please don't us I show mercy like Kevorkian, a scorpion We you from behind and put it in you, so meet me at the venue Put you on the to put you on the menu
Fricasseed emcee, we be the that keep the pussy hot Xzibit life, like a bull inside a china shop Strippin' everything, see you ain't even got a to drop Go ahead and call the cops, you ain't said
Spring-you out the studio, then Suge Knight you To the parkin' lot, niggaz ready for all this heat we got Picture yourself crushin' Xzibit with your tough That's like Reeves doing the crip walk
Pick a any card, I bet you can't pull it State, number one with a bullet It's three card they ever stop? not Pull your spine through your And watch body drop
Pick a any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one a bullet three card molly Will they stop? not Pull your spine your mouth And your body drop