(What is it!!!)
This is one of those, raps... in ya mind, stick in ya mind, stick in ya mind...
1] When you up all You see you shouldn't have saw the night gets raw Drama is thicker than peanut butter Imagine the worried thoughts of a man's mother Feelin's empty, Love live here anymore Awake like an owl at a quarter to Don't blink, a Caddy ran a red light thug life, man I blend with the night
They call me 25 cents to get a girl a Andre Nickatina I'm like a in a beanie El Dorado '88 Cadillac, all Copy try to match But they ain't exactly the same said "Freeze it's a raid!" You know cops are when a brotha smells Glazed doughnuts, up Partna it to the rim Me and money go like a feather in a brim
I'm a say I'm a thief (?) but I ain't trippin' A be yellin...(?) I don't listen crow Playas seem to my style Why's that whale...
I awake like an owl, Hoo! I awake like an owl, Hoo, Hoo! I stay like an owl, Hoo! I stay like an owl, Hoo, Hoo!
2] (What are ya baby?) I'm a Raider, camouflaged in silver and the Tryin' to blitz through the line for the quarter sack Of the I dress like it's cold, not But than a Persian fox tryin' 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 of the caine? And what's that tiga's name the Macintosh computer brain mind Or I say mine? Sometimes I gotta lie to protect my I my lawyer! Bail bonds keep me on the Three in the I'm at the club with the freaks But I got eye Meanin' that the joint is bein' Drinkin' with the killas be pushin' up the cost For the drought season Dippers at best But those be the ones that have to rest an owl...
3] I set a trap, I have to a web like a spider Don't strike matches, child-proof lighters Stay Witness I up the pace First I see a girl's butt, then I at her face I explain I'm eatin' bread with the steak Well, killa where the came from just when the sale tanks The patty cart, the eagles is the code for the Brothas droppin' by the fiends when they part I'm like a sentinel, to be the principal original Lookin' for the that made of gold they call it federal I'm a general, but yet at I blaze with my lieutenant Popeye, no more weed or blunts, who got the Cough, choke, feelin' no for the roach Choppin' up as ya lounge with your folks Playin' dice, you take a chance at the crap all about the money baby, it's 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 emergency, (It's a playas emergency) What, STOP! Shit, fade me, me, fade me, fade me, fade me...
(What is it!)