(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 things you shouldn't saw Because the night raw Drama is thicker Skippy's peanut butter the worried thoughts of a young man's mother Feelin's empty, Love don't live here Awake like an owl at a quarter to Don't blink, a Caddy ran a red light Bumpin' life, man I blend with the night
They me greedy 25 cents to get a girl a It's Andre I'm like a genie in a El Dorado '88 Cadillac, all Copy cats try to But style ain't exactly the same Somebody said "Freeze a raid!" You know cops are when a brotha smells doughnuts, hold up Partna it to the rim Me and money go together a feather in a brim
I'm a Some say I'm a (?) but I ain't trippin' A girl be yellin...(?) I don't Crooked Playas seem to my style that killa whale...
I awake like an owl, Hoo! I stay like an owl, Hoo, Hoo! I awake like an owl, Hoo! I stay awake an owl, Hoo, Hoo!
2] (What are ya baby?) I'm a Raider, in silver and the black Tryin' to blitz the line for the quarter back sack Of the I dress like cold, not sunny But slyer than a Persian fox tryin' to a bunny In the I'm try'na get like a ho Or better yet the pimp that's rakin' in her Like a But check it, who's the of the caine? And what's tiga's name with the Macintosh computer brain mind Or I say mine? Sometimes I lie to protect my crime I my lawyer! Bail bonds keep me on the Three in the mornin' I'm at the club the freaks But I got eye Meanin' that the joint is watched Drinkin' with the that be pushin' up the cost For the drought Pound Dippers at they But those be the 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, hate lighters Stay Witness I up the pace I see a girl's butt, then I look at her face I can't I'm eatin' garlic bread with the Well, killa where the sale came from just when the tanks The patty cart, the eagles is the for the narcs droppin' cream by the fiends when they part I'm a sentinel, known to be the principal original Lookin' for the road that made of gold they call it I'm a general, but yet at I blaze with my lieutenant Popeye, no more or blunts, who got the spinach? Cough, choke, feelin' no for the roach up freaks as ya lounge with your folks Playin' dice, you a chance at the crap game It's all about the money baby, it's the rap 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 emergency, (It's a playas emergency) What, STOP! Shit, fade me, fade me, fade me, me, fade me...
(What is it!)