What, yeah, John McClane Harold the Menace and the my nigga Bud'da, on the track Golden State Eatin' every rapper on the Huh, me
I got three-oh-fo's in On section eight, with one-eighty-sevens Sport a Manson t-shirt when I die and go to Heaven a beady, scrape my lungs, smoke the resin
Remember the Ras Kass-ciano Get to clownin' y'all punk bitches 'cause I'm a Mac, Ronald I Mac make money and mack murder wack rappers My verse Bomb First, the Mac-11'll gat cha
When I get at cha, the tenses Fatality before you ever your senses Got so-called writers, crashing into brick Like my name was Al Fayed so you die, like that white
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 it to your next of kin
Pick a card any card, I bet you can't it Golden State, one with a bullet It's three molly Will they stop? not Pull your through your mouth And watch your drop
a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, one with 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 ocean liner sails like a clearance I'm bilingual fly like a flamingo, I'm a
I freak I eat like Al Pacino You don't like me You ain't happy, you some Ecstasy Now you in my properties but you have to pay my
For the lowest in my character I'll reach the highest place in the house when I Like the Quaran, fuse hot, fluid with like billion cube this way since I was fourteen
And like this I been runnin' without the use of Sports creme Rippin' up like immigrant Chinese, peep the game I lay I'm grim, I brim over my brow I rip write rhymes with slim fingertips
Each you choose to use Is as a flower Keep tryin' to go But all you're gettin' is a shower
Pick a any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one with a It's three card Will ever stop? not Pull your spine through mouth And watch your body
Pick a card any card, I bet you pull it Golden State, number one with a three card molly Will they ever not Pull spine through your mouth And watch your body
Look, now if it for the West rap niggaz wouldn't need a vest around they chest Keep bustin' about where you And what you own and you drive So the day some niggaz come for you I'm not surprised
Mr. Black Willis, please don't kill us I show mercy like Kevorkian, like a We sting you from behind and put it in you, so me at the venue Put you on the spot to put you on the
Fricasseed emcee, we be the that keep the pussy hot Xzibit livin' life, a bull inside a china shop Strippin' everything, see you even got a dime to drop Go ahead and call the cops, you ain't nathin'
Jerry Spring-you out the studio, then Suge you To the parkin' lot, niggaz ready for all this heat we got Picture yourself crushin' Xzibit with tough talk like Christopher Reeves doing the crip walk
Pick a card any card, I bet you pull it State, number one with a bullet It's three molly they ever stop? not Pull spine through your mouth And watch your drop
a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, one with a bullet It's three molly Will ever stop? not Pull spine through your mouth And your body drop