So what the fuck I got to ha? Word to God get it on Clap your heels three times, grab the wand Nameless, these stonewashed cats, 'em brainless Somewhere out of world, stranded on Uranus With coke and a dollar bill stems and capsules Take a boo, booby trap a cruise it's natural soybean, burn like a laser beam My I shoot it firm and it connects like sideburns The segment, rare fragment together like magnets Attract heads captured like Goin through mad phases, of all Killa bees locked the fuck up cages The Genovese swallow this line and caught a Press caller ID for me to quote degrees The fortune teller tuck a gas umbrella Award winning in the back of Armanbella Now who, don't believe cash must rule I don't eat meat, I slap blood out of Keep a wireless mic, mics on the session Is over, I file and glow like flourescent
to y'all, let's get our rhyme on Yeah peace to y'all, let's get our on
Yo yo, mountains of blow snow constant cashflow Rockin a afro, Tony got mad glow with hoes Mega powder drippin from nose Fuckin Jet bitches with wide pussy pose Centrefold the whole night, deadly venom snake bites Only Built 4 Cuban Link who shoot dice money bags, convertible Benz with feathered bags With the your man's got two seeds down in Bagdad You onionhead spread out and parlay Yo Rae itch days get crashed with ash trays I pull stings like, guitar strings down in I'm so Jakes label God "crack cocaine" Y Equality God, yeah yeah you know it kid Ricky up a G-Pack, blow his wig He's rockin Wu Wear, the in fleece uniform He's a newborn, look at money swearin' he on But anyway to furry Kangols, Jamaican Wallabees My is on the wall, bombin' devils with tricknology My is cold like Russia, got jerked at The Source awards Next two hundred niggas comin with swords!