So what the fuck I got to ha? to God let's get it on Clap your heels three times, grab the magic Nameless, these stonewashed cats, leave 'em out of this world, stranded on Uranus With coke and a dollar stems and crack capsules Take a blast boo, booby a cruise it's natural Like soybean, burn like a laser My I shoot it firm and it connects like sideburns The segment, rare fragment comes together like Attract heads captured Dragnet Goin through mad phases, of all Killa bees locked the fuck up behind The Genovese swallow line and caught a freeze Press caller ID for me to more degrees The fortune teller tuck a gas umbrella Award dining in the back of Armanbella Now who, don't believe that cash must I don't eat meat, I slap out of Purdue a wireless mic, mics on strike the session Is over, I this and glow like flourescent
Peace to y'all, get our rhyme on Yeah peace to y'all, let's get our on
Yo yo, mountains of blow like constant cashflow a Shaft afro, Tony got mad glow with hoes Mega powder drippin they nose Fuckin Jet magazine bitches with wide pose the whole night, deadly venom horror snake bites Only Built 4 Cuban Link kings who shoot money bags, convertible Benz with feathered bags With the mongoose your man's got two down in Bagdad You onionhead spread out and parlay Yo Rae these days get crashed with ash trays I pull like, guitar strings down in Spain I'm so hyped Jakes God "crack cocaine" Y Equality Self God, yeah yeah you it kid Ricky up a G-Pack, blow his wig He's Wu Wear, the latest in fleece uniform He's a newborn, look at money swearin' he on But anyway back to furry Kangols, Wallabees My is on the wall, bombin' devils with tricknology My heart is cold like Russia, got at The Source awards Next year two hundred comin with swords!