What, yeah, Black John Harold the and the Waterproof my nigga Bud'da, on the track Golden State every rapper on the plate Huh, me
I got three-oh-fo's in On section eight, with one-eighty-sevens Sport a Marilyn Manson when I die and go to Heaven Smoke a beady, my lungs, smoke the resin
Remember the Ras Kass-ciano Get to clownin' y'all punk 'cause I'm a Mac, like Ronald I make Mac money and mack murder wack rappers My Makaveli verse Bomb First, the gat cha
When I get at cha, the situation Fatality before you ever your senses Got so-called writers, crashing into brick Like my name was Al so you die, like that white princess
If you lookin' for sympathy, you better look R and T In the dictionary see the object of the game is to win some ends, sippin' Henn' Whip a Benz and leave it to your of kin
Pick a card any card, I bet you pull it Golden State, number one with a It's card molly they 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 three molly Will they stop? not Pull your through your mouth And watch body drop
The un-edited medic, on the cut, a degree in metaphysics A doctor, with a lot of patience and Flows like an ocean liner that sails a clearance I'm fly like a flamingo, I'm a pitcha
Everything I freak I eat Al Pacino You don't like me You ain't happy, you need some Now you in my properties but you to pay my equity
For the lowest in my character I'll the highest place in the house when I rock Like the Quaran, fuse hot, fluid with like billion cube Been this way since I was
And like this I been runnin' shit without the use of Sports Rippin' up tracks like immigrant Chinese, 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 light as a tryin' to go gold But all you're gettin' is a golden
Pick a card any card, I bet you can't it Golden State, number one with a It's card molly Will they ever not Pull your spine through your And watch your body
a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one with a It's three molly Will they stop? not Pull your spine through mouth And watch body drop
Look, now if it for the West These rap niggaz wouldn't a vest around they chest Keep bustin' where you rest And you own and what you drive So the day some niggaz for you I'm really not surprised
Mr. Bruce Willis, please don't kill us I show like Kevorkian, like a scorpion We sting you from behind and put it in you, so 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 livin' life, like a inside a china shop Strippin' everything, see you ain't even got a to drop Go and call the cops, you ain't said nathin'
Jerry Spring-you out the studio, Suge Knight you To the parkin' lot, niggaz ain't ready for all heat we got Picture crushin' Xzibit with your tough talk That's like Christopher Reeves doing the walk
a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one with a three card molly Will ever stop? not Pull spine through your mouth And watch your body
Pick a card any card, I bet you pull it Golden State, one with a bullet It's card molly Will ever stop? not Pull your through your mouth And watch body drop