blood in my hair from the wings of a no angels guide me i seem to be spittin a rhyme from ways all in the veins them they get paid the path was the bed was set nicky the cat from the jets here go the stealo it that odd kahn, money, clothes, don't forget and rap for the gods pages rewrite the holy karahn man i've been swervin since julius ready to rap now so the curtain be in the lab when i'm doin bad pencil's and they turn to cash how i mash driving so shoes say wu when i on the gas is mad man she got ass i looked and gave her my gangsta my pedigree my i sell it aphetimines they told me at the dinner and i'm standing high in my anchor jean gangsta's, hustlers, and all feel the pain a rapper falls blood in my hair from the of a hawk no guide me i seem to be lost
its mighty extreme to a king looking for people to be on the how much money it to cheat to slow ya down and be drug with kenneth cole boots and john suits and execution that top of the who got the show me proof the curser the rhyme me the loot awake like an owl and some tea watchin fights of ali dodgin with every step this is my rep give me the like snaggle puss i'll step to the with this freak but quiet is kept my is tha boss of me pass the hot to me you need diamonds and pearls to with me i stand there none hot as a gun the sound of the noise make you run move from the slugs that will rip your look in the eyes of the god rollin the streets with the cadi cut through the rain like ninja the ramming slang the rage i got my games project floors weed, dope, and by the door crush anything cause a threat talk to the bookie the bet never leniency he won't agree with me gettin all mad i make the call gangsta's, hustlas, hoes, and all feel the pain when a falls blood in my hair the wings of a hawk no guide me i seem to be lost