blood in my hair the wings of a hawk no angels me i seem to be lost spittin a from divious ways all in the them freaks they get paid the path was the bed was set nicky the cat from the jets here go the it aint that odd kahn, money, clothes, don't forget and rap for the gods pages that rewrite the karahn man i've been swervin julius erving ready to rap now so the curtain don't be in the lab when i'm bad pencil's and pads they to cash how i mash driving so shoes say wu i step on the gas is mad man she got ass i and gave her my gangsta laugh my pedigree my i sell it like they told me at the scene and i'm standing there in my anchor jean gangsta's, hustlers, and all the pain when a rapper falls blood in my hair the wings of a hawk no angels me i seem to be lost
its mighty to being a king looking for to be on the team how much it cost to cheat to slow ya down and be free with cole boots and sean john suits and that top of the roof who got the show me proof the the rhyme give me the loot awake like an owl and some tea watchin of muhamud ali dodgin death with every this is my rep me the checks like snaggle puss i'll step to the this freak but that quiet is kept my philisophy is tha of me pass the hot to me you need and pearls to floss with me i stand with none hot as a gun the of the noise will make you run move from the slugs will rip your lungs in the eyes of the greediest god rollin the with the cadi facade cut the rain like ninja blades the batter ramming slang the i got my from project floors weed, dope, and dice by the anything that'll cause a threat talk to the bookie the bet with leniency he won't agree with me gettin all mad i make the call gangsta's, hustlas, hoes, and all the pain when a rapper falls blood in my hair from the of a hawk no angels guide me i to be lost