Stop as I drop bomb Blow up this place another Vietnam I'm heavy like a blow to the dome Back up son now give me room, give me
I set it off like this, give it up I'm all up in you till you just can't get I'm real hard to the you want more I sneak up on you like a sniper at back door
Phat flavor for your brain you the time So the wrath it's for real 'cause I'm gonna get mine I roll up on you Eastwood I'm blowing up fifteens as I'm through your neighborhood
I spreads butter Parkay Real smooth the flow and even when I parlay Do what you and check the skill I'm in grill, peep this I got the raw deal
And in your Jeep Cherokee or Land Rollin' the hood I know you're gonna use a Track like this all up in eardrum So the E.Q. and let the speakers hum
We gets like Prozac Hype enough to a party and illy has a heart attack We gets like Prozac Hype enough to a party and illy has a heart attack
We gets crazy Prozac enough 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 it's time to wreck it Here I come again my stuff, so let's test it I'm cool like the ice, or Vanilla, my flavor Freezin' up the mic, I hit you somethin' you can savor
No slippin', no stonin', I am gettin' to the So hit the mad ism and light joint The easy like stylist a kick when I'm kicking No tripping, I'm hitting, so get a grip in
Get with a I be using, and there's no dissin' And here's a quick I carry a Smith and Wesson Listen up and there'll be no confusion Now you're addicted to mentally
Word to the I'm here to tear 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 crazy like Prozac Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart We gets crazy Prozac enough 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 We gets crazy Prozac Hype to start a party and illy has a heart attack
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We gets crazy like 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
We crazy like Prozac Hype enough to start a party and has a heart attack We crazy like Prozac Hype enough to start a party and illy has a attack