Stop as I drop bomb Blow up this place like Vietnam I'm heavy like a Holyfield to the dome Back up son now give me room, me room
I set it off like this, don't it up I'm all up in you till you can't get enough I'm hard to the bone you want more I sneak up on you like a at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you the time So check the wrath it's for real I'm gonna get mine I roll up on you Eastwood I'm blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through neighborhood
I spreads butter Parkay smooth with the flow and even when I parlay Do what you and check the skill I'm in your grill, peep I got the raw deal
And in Jeep Cherokee or Land Cruiser Rollin' through the hood I know you're use a like this all up in your eardrum So pump the E.Q. and let the hum
We gets crazy Prozac Hype enough to a party and illy has a heart attack We crazy like Prozac Hype enough to start a party and has a heart attack
We gets crazy like Hype to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack
Go and check it I think it's time to it I come again with my stuff, so let's test it I'm cool the ice, or Vanilla, hear my flavor Freezin' up the mic, I hit you with somethin' you can
No slippin', no stonin', I am to the point So hit the mad ism and light joint The easy like stylist with a kick when I'm No tripping, I'm hitting, so get a good in
Get with a I be using, and there's no dissin' And a quick lesson I carry a Smith and Wesson Listen up close and there'll be no Now addicted to mentally abusing
Word to the mother I'm here to it up And if you can't get with it, I don't give a So run to your crew and tell I am here This is for the people, yo [Incomprehensible]
We gets crazy like Hype enough to a party and illy has a heart attack We crazy like Prozac Hype enough to a party and illy has a heart attack
We crazy like Prozac Hype enough to start a party and has a heart attack We gets crazy like enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack
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It's the funky rhyme killer, the dope song Get your ass back, you get caps in ya Funky rhyme killer, the dope song Get ass back, before you get caps in ya Funky rhyme killer, the dope thriller Get your ass back, before you get in ya
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We gets like Prozac enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We crazy like Prozac Hype enough to start a party and has a heart attack