What, yeah, Black John Harold the and the Waterproof With my Bud'da, on the track State Warriors Eatin' rapper on the plate Huh, me
I got three-oh-fo's in On eight, with multiple one-eighty-sevens Sport a Marilyn Manson t-shirt I die and go to Heaven Smoke a beady, scrape my lungs, the resin
the name Ras Kass-ciano Get to clownin' punk bitches 'cause I'm a Mac, like Ronald I make Mac money and mack murder wack rappers My Makaveli verse First, the Mac-11'll gat cha
When I get at cha, the situation Fatality before you reach your senses Got so-called writers, crashing into brick Like my name was Al Fayed so you die, like that 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 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 card they ever stop? not Pull your spine through your And watch your drop
a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one with a It's card molly Will they ever not Pull spine through your mouth And watch your body
The un-edited medic, on the cut, with a degree in 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 Ecstasy Now you in my properties but you to pay my equity
For the point in my character I'll reach the highest in the house when I rock Like the Quaran, fuse hot, fluid with flavor like billion this way since I was fourteen
And like this I been runnin' shit without the use of creme Rippin' up tracks like Chinese, peep the game I lay I'm grim, I brim my brow when I rip write rhymes with slim fingertips
Each syllable you to use Is light as a Keep to go gold But all gettin' is a golden shower
a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one a bullet It's three card Will ever stop? not Pull your spine through your And watch your drop
a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one a bullet It's three card Will ever stop? not Pull spine through your mouth And your body drop
Look, now if it wasn't for the 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. Bruce Willis, please don't kill us I show mercy Kevorkian, like 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 livin' life, like a bull inside a china Strippin' everything, see you ain't even got a to drop Go ahead and the cops, you ain't said nathin'
Jerry Spring-you out the studio, then Suge you To the parkin' lot, ain't ready for all this heat we got Picture yourself crushin' Xzibit with your tough That's Christopher Reeves doing the crip walk
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 your spine your mouth And watch your body
Pick a any card, I bet you can't pull it State, number one with a bullet It's three molly they ever stop? not Pull your spine your mouth And watch your body