For the live ones, not the shook For the riders, not the hook
Immaculate conception, like a black in mangers My crew consist of millionaires, failures, and Say my like Candyman I'm creepin out the cut with a gallon in hand I forty-nine states, bounce rock skate Similar to weight out of state Lyrics lacerate spinal columns, "I all cockroaches" in his face, Stomp-in on bustas like Kirk Franklin Intrigued by the of a 911 Porsche? "But of course" Still Behold a Pale Horse Watch my flame turn green like a torch Pay no child support me and my divorce Some of y'all cats in the game look Where's your collar and your crocadile shoes? pay dues, street crews -- you know it's off the hook when oh-three-one is in Brooklyn
"Understandable smooth that murderers move with" --> Nas To all my ones, not my shook ones "Understandable smooth shit murderers move with" --> Nas To all the riders, not the ones "Understandable smooth shit that murderers with" --> Nas Music to live by, to die by "Understandable smooth shit murderers move with" --> Nas Uhh, Music to
I puff the Black & Mild, on a Harley -- flickin ashes Givin baldheads the finger like Bob Marley Suaver than players, that's my word See since the days of Turkish gold chains and cross cords Sam wanna play me on some "All you people do is get on welfare and have babies" Yeah maybe, but a lot of is racists they a brother fightin federal cases, "ju know" I'm sick of the short end of the stick -- so I sharpen it... and Ron Goldman If ain't nothing wrong, something just ain't I'd rather have two dykes than five mics See I'm fat, my shit is mo' John than that I got John Blaze shit, and I was un-recognized, and then fuck that Who is you to be me questions? Bustin caps in nine-eight, exposin niggaz
"Understandable smooth shit that move with" --> Nas To all my ones, not the shook ones "Understandable smooth shit that murderers with" --> Nas To all the riders, not the ones "Understandable smooth that murderers move with" --> Nas to live by, music to die by "Understandable smooth shit that murderers with" --> Nas Uhh, to Driveby
Now if I ever fall off, then take a picture But I'ma Dennis Rodman and kick you in the... damn! Hip-hop out on the R&B tip, with a pop feel appeal to it I'm so for to it I it, wet dream it Support it like a Wonder Bra, when I bust like Eff a lock up, I rock three-quarter top Nikes on the handlebars of the homey crusin bikes Fifty-thousand dollar warrants, just-us/justice, no No bail, no release, from Inglewood to La Brea then East to the Pen, handcuffed I shoulda jumped off the like Mack 10 Create the funny styles with the chokers round the Flossin at the hairs in a sequined vest Ras Kass the Don Juan, the phenomenon You know I'm the bomb, I raise like Spawn
"Understandable smooth shit murderers move with" --> Nas To all my live ones, not my ones "Understandable smooth shit that move with" --> Nas To all the riders, not the ones "Understandable shit that murderers move with" --> Nas to live by, music to die by "Understandable shit that murderers move with" --> Nas Uhh, to Driveby...
...To all my ones, not my shook ones "Understandable shit that murderers move with" --> Nas To all the riders, not the hook "Understandable shit that murderers move with" --> Nas Music to by, music to die by "Understandable smooth shit that move with" --> Nas Uhh, to Driveby