(What is it!!!)
This is one of those, raps... Stick in ya mind, in ya mind, stick in ya mind...
1] When you up all You see you shouldn't have saw Because the gets raw is thicker than Skippy's peanut butter Imagine the thoughts of a young man's mother Feelin's empty, Love don't live here like an owl at a quarter to four Don't blink, a Caddy just ran a red Bumpin' life, man I blend with the night
call me greedy 25 cents to get a girl a It's Andre I'm like a in a beanie El '88 Cadillac, all black Copy cats try to But they style ain't the same Somebody "Freeze it's a raid!" You know cops are comin' a brotha smells Glazed doughnuts, up fill it to the rim Me and go together like a feather in a brim
I'm a Some say I'm a thief (?) but I ain't A girl be yellin...(?) I listen Crooked Playas seem to my style Why's killa whale...
I stay awake an owl, Hoo! I stay like an owl, Hoo, Hoo! I stay awake an owl, Hoo! I awake like an owl, Hoo, Hoo!
2] (What are ya baby?) I'm a Raider, camouflaged in and the black to blitz through the line for the quarter back sack Of the I dress like it's cold, not But slyer than a Persian fox to catch a bunny In the I'm try'na get paid a ho Or better yet the pimp that's rakin' in her a baker But check it, who's the king of the And what's that tiga's name with the Macintosh computer mind Or should I say Sometimes I gotta lie to my crime I my lawyer! Bail bonds me on the streets Three in the mornin' I'm at the with the freaks But I got eye Meanin' that the is bein' watched Drinkin' the killas that be pushin' up the cost For the drought season Dippers at best But be the ones that don't have to rest an owl...
3] I set a trap, I have to spin a web like a Don't strike matches, child-proof lighters Stay I pick up the pace First I see a girl's butt, then I at her face I can't I'm eatin' garlic bread the steak Well, killa the sale came from just when the sale tanks The patty cart, the is the code for the narcs Brothas droppin' cream by the fiends when they I'm like a sentinel, known to be the original Lookin' for the that made of gold they call it federal I'm a general, but yet at times I with my lieutenant Popeye, no weed or blunts, who got the spinach? Cough, choke, feelin' no remorse for the Choppin' up freaks as ya lounge your folks Playin' dice, you take a chance at the game It's all about the money baby, the rap game And I'm an owl...
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Uh... And I'm out Uh, a playas emergency, (It's a playas emergency) It's a playas emergency, (It's a emergency) What, STOP! Shit, fade me, fade me, me, fade me, fade me...
(What is it!)