Stalkin', in my big black boots Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots
Goddamn, another fuckin' payback with a The motherfuckers shot but the punks Ice is out-gunned, what is the outcome? they do me like Malcolm?
'Cause I bust styles, new styles, strong While, others Run a Hundred But I run, never will Deal with the devil my motherfuckin' steel, boom
try to do me But I was a Boy 'N the Hood the movie, yeah Call me nigga, bigger a spook But you the one that voted for Duke,
man, is somethin' I tried to study But I got my bloody, yeah They said, I could sing a Jaybird But nigga, say the J-word
I thought they was to us Uncle Sam, is Hitler without an oven Burnin' our skin Buy my neighborhood push the crack in
Doin' us wrong from the day And don't why a nigga got an AK Callin' me an everything is fair again, shit
Devil, you got to get the right, I'm black than a trillion midnights 'Don't Believe the Hype' was in '88 By the Chuck D, now they're tryin' to fuck me
With No Just a match and a little bit of It's a great day for that? That's the day all the died
They JFK in '63 So the fuck you think they'll do to me? But I'm the O.G. and I bust Bust back, a cap
Gimme in the fire of the sun Here the mack come, here the black come, Jack run Motherfuckers can't me Fuck a devil, fuck a and a yankee
and put the Presidency After needin' that, I'm wit O.P.P., yeah I met Farrakhan and had And now you ask if I'm a five-percenter,
No, but I go where the go with Compton Mosque, Number 54 Made a little dough, got a sister on my elbow Did Ice Cube out? You say, "Hell no"
A black is my manager, not in the kitchen So could you please stop
Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But when they shoot? Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But when they shoot?
You missed and hit Da Lench Mob either Guerrillas in the Mist without Fever But I got the fever for the flava of a Not a Pringle, bust the single, here's my new
'Stalkin', walkin' in my big black The KKK has got suits Using niggaz like shoots My motto is Treat 'Em a Prostitute
Now if I say no violence, devil, you won't mine the dumb shit and get my Tec-9 And if they us Aight, aight, I bury cockroaches
And if you can't with my Kill at Will Here's a new to get try my Death Certificate Amerikkka's Most, Amerikkka's burnt, it's like Like Jordan, I'm goin' to coast
Dribblin' the funk comes the nigga With the motherfuckin' monster dunk, get off me
"Jordan, watch Jordan, yo watch Jordan, yes" "You better eat Wheaties"
Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But will they shoot? Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But when will they
Darryl got the studio surrounded 'Cause he don't the niggaz that I'm down with wanna do us 'Cause I like Nat, Huey, and Louis
got done by a black man's bullet Give a trigger to a and watch him pull it Negro dig a ditch, bitch, and throw yo' ass in
When they shoot, no, it be a cracker They use somebody blacker I do? I called up the Geto Boy crew 'Cause My Mind's Tricks On Me too
Never died, my crib And F.O.I. makin' nobody creep when I sleep a 9 millimeter in my jeep, peep When I roll, I to roll deep
Ain't out cheap Met the MADD Circle on Hill 'cause it's so steep never get me, they'll never hit me Mother fuck that shit
Now I'm the St. Ide's brew so I can max Sittin' by the 'cause it's so fuckin' hot And then I heard a shot,