Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Stalkin', in my big black boots
Goddamn, fuckin' payback with a twist The motherfuckers shot but the missed Ice is out-gunned, what is the outcome? they do me like Malcolm?
'Cause I bust styles, new styles, strong While, others Run a Miles But I never run, will Deal with the devil with my motherfuckin' steel,
try to do me But I was a Boy 'N the Hood the movie, yeah Call me nigga, bigger than a But you the one that for Duke, motherfucker
White man, is somethin' I tried to But I got my bloody, yeah said, I could sing like a Jaybird But nigga, say the J-word
I thought they was 'Cause to us Uncle Sam, is without an oven our black skin Buy my neighborhood then push the in
Doin' us from the first day And understand why a nigga got an AK Callin' me an Like is fair again, shit
Devil, you got to get the shit right, I'm Blacker than a midnights Believe the Hype' was said in '88 By the great Chuck D, now they're tryin' to me
With No Just a match and a bit of gasoline a great day for genocide What's the day all the niggaz died
They JFK in '63 So what the fuck you think do to me? But I'm the O.G. and I bust Bust back, a cap
room in the fire of the sun Here the mack come, here the black come, watch run Motherfuckers gank me Fuck a devil, fuck a rebel and a
Overrun and put the needin' that, I'm down wit O.P.P., yeah I met Farrakhan and had And now you ask if I'm a five-percenter,
No, but I go the brothers go Down with Compton Mosque, 54 a little dough, still got a sister on my elbow Did Ice sell out? You say, "Hell no"
A black is my manager, not in the kitchen So could you stop bitchin'?
Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when will they Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But when will shoot?
You missed and didn't hit Da Lench Mob Guerrillas in the Mist without Jungle But I got the fever for the flava of a Not a Pringle, the single, here's my new jingle
'Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots' The KKK has got suits Using like turkey shoots My motto is 'Em Like 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 deal with my Kill at Will Here's a new gift to get try my Death Most, Amerikkka's burnt, it's like toast Like Jordan, I'm coast to coast
the funk here comes the nigga With the monster dunk, get off me punk
"Jordan, watch Jordan, aiyyo yo Jordan, yes" "You eat your Wheaties"
Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But when will shoot? Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots 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
Most got done by a black bullet Give a trigger to a nigga and him pull it assassin I'ma dig a ditch, bitch, and yo' ass in
When they shoot, no, it be a cracker They use somebody much What I do? I up the Geto Boy crew 'Cause My Mind's Tricks On Me too
died, surround my crib And F.O.I. makin' sure nobody creep when I Keep a 9 in my jeep, peep When I roll, I gots to roll
goin' out cheap Met the MADD Circle on Cypress Hill 'cause so steep never get me, they'll never hit me Mother fuck shit J-Dee
Now I'm Grab the St. Ide's so I can max Sittin' by the 'cause it's so fuckin' hot And then I a shot, boom