Stop as I drop bomb Blow up this place another Vietnam I'm heavy like a Holyfield to the dome Back up son now give me room, give me
I set it off this, don't give it up I'm all up in you you just can't get enough I'm real to the bone you want more I sneak up on you like a at your back door
Phat flavor for your you know the time So check the wrath it's for real I'm gonna get mine I roll up on you like I'm up fifteens as I'm riding through your neighborhood
I butter like Parkay Real smooth the flow and even when I parlay Do what you and check the skill I'm in your grill, peep this I got the raw
And in your Jeep Cherokee or Land through the hood I know you're gonna use a Track like this all up in eardrum So pump the E.Q. and let the hum
We crazy like Prozac Hype to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets like Prozac enough to start 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 Prozac Hype enough to a party and illy has a heart attack
Go and check it I think it's time to it Here I come again with my stuff, so let's it I'm like the ice, or Vanilla, hear my flavor Freezin' up the mic, I hit you with somethin' you can
No slippin', no stonin', I am gettin' to the 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 style I be using, and there's no 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
to the mother I'm here to tear it up And if you can't get with it, I don't give a So run to your and tell them I am here here is for the people, yo [Incomprehensible]
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We gets crazy like Hype enough to start a party and illy has a attack We crazy like Prozac Hype enough to a party and illy has a heart attack
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We crazy like Prozac Hype 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