(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 night raw Drama is than Skippy's peanut butter Imagine the worried thoughts of a young man's Feelin's empty, Love don't here anymore Awake like an owl at a quarter to Don't blink, a just ran a red light Bumpin' thug life, man I blend the night
They me greedy 25 cents to get a a beaty It's Andre I'm like a in a beanie El '88 Cadillac, all black cats try to match But they style exactly the same Somebody said "Freeze a raid!" You know cops are comin' when a brotha Glazed doughnuts, up fill it to the rim Me and money go like 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 to like my style that killa whale...
I stay awake an owl, Hoo! I stay like an owl, Hoo, Hoo! I awake like an owl, Hoo! I stay like an owl, Hoo, Hoo!
2] (What are ya baby?) I'm a Raider, in silver and the black Tryin' to blitz through the line for the quarter back Of the I dress it's cold, not sunny But slyer than a fox tryin' to catch a bunny In the I'm try'na get paid a ho Or better yet the pimp rakin' in her dough a baker But check it, who's the of the caine? And what's that tiga's name with the Macintosh computer brain Or I say mine? 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 that the joint is bein' watched Drinkin' the killas that be pushin' up the cost For the season season 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, child-proof lighters Stay Witness I up the pace I see a girl's butt, then I look at her face I explain I'm eatin' garlic bread the steak Well, killa where the sale came from just the sale tanks The patty cart, the eagles is the code for the droppin' cream 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 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 crap 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, It's a playas emergency, (It's a emergency) a playas emergency, (It's a playas emergency) What, STOP! Shit, me, fade me, fade me, fade me, fade me...
(What is it!)