(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 have saw Because the gets raw Drama is thicker than Skippy's butter the worried thoughts of a young man's mother Feelin's empty, Love live here anymore Awake an owl at a quarter to four Don't blink, a just ran a red light Bumpin' thug life, man I with the night
They call me 25 to get a girl a beaty Andre Nickatina I'm like a genie in a El Dorado '88 Cadillac, all cats try to match But they style ain't the same Somebody "Freeze it's a raid!" You know cops are comin' when a brotha doughnuts, hold up Partna it to the rim Me and money go together like a in a brim
I'm a Some say I'm a thief (?) but I trippin' A girl be yellin...(?) I listen Crooked Playas seem to like my Why's that whale...
I awake like an owl, Hoo! I awake 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 silver and the Tryin' to through the line for the quarter back sack Of the I dress like cold, not sunny But slyer than a fox tryin' to catch a bunny In the I'm try'na get like a ho Or better yet the that's rakin' in her dough Like a But check it, who's the king of the And what's that name with the Macintosh computer brain mind Or I say mine? Sometimes I gotta lie to protect my I my lawyer! Bail bonds me on the streets Three in the mornin' I'm at the club the freaks But I got eye Meanin' the joint is bein' watched Drinkin' with the that be pushin' up the cost For the season Pound Dippers at they But those be the ones that don't to rest an owl...
3] I set a trap, I have to a web like a spider Don't strike matches, child-proof lighters awake Witness I up the pace I see a girl's butt, then I look at her face I can't I'm eatin' garlic with the steak Well, killa where the came from just when the sale tanks The cart, the eagles is the code for the narcs Brothas droppin' cream by the fiends when they I'm like a sentinel, to be the principal original Lookin' for the road made of gold they call it federal 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 remorse for the Choppin' up freaks as ya with your folks dice, you take 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 playas emergency, (It's a emergency) What, STOP! Shit, fade me, me, fade me, fade me, fade me...
(What is it!)