Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Stalkin', walkin' in my big black
Goddamn, another payback with a twist The motherfuckers shot but the missed Ice is out-gunned, what is the outcome? Will they do me like
'Cause I bust styles, new styles, strong While, others Run a Miles But I never run, will Deal the devil with 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 hands bloody, They said, I could like a Jaybird But nigga, say the J-word
I thought was buggin' 'Cause to us Uncle Sam, is without an oven Burnin' our black Buy my neighborhood push the crack in
Doin' us wrong from the day And understand why a nigga got an AK me an African-American Like is fair again, shit
Devil, you got to get the shit right, I'm than a trillion midnights 'Don't the Hype' was said in '88 By the great Chuck D, now tryin' to fuck me
No Vaseline Just a and a little bit of gasoline It's a great day for What's That's the day all the niggaz
They JFK in '63 So what the fuck you they'll do to me? But I'm the O.G. and I back Bust back, a cap
Gimme room in the of the sun Here the mack come, here the black come, Jack run Motherfuckers gank me a devil, fuck a rebel and a yankee
Overrun and put the needin' that, I'm down wit O.P.P., yeah I met and had dinner And now you ask if I'm a five-percenter,
No, but I go where the go Down with Mosque, Number 54 Made a dough, still got a sister on my elbow Did Ice sell out? You say, "Hell no"
A woman is my manager, not in the kitchen So could you please stop
Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when they shoot? Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Yeah, But will they shoot?
You and didn't hit Da Lench Mob either Guerrillas in the without Jungle Fever But I got the for the flava of a cracker Not a Pringle, bust the single, here's my new
'Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots' The KKK has got suits Using niggaz turkey shoots My is Treat 'Em Like a Prostitute
Now if I say no violence, devil, you won't respect Fuck the shit and get my Tec-9 And if approach 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
the funk here comes the nigga With the motherfuckin' dunk, get off me punk
"Jordan, watch Jordan, yo watch Jordan, yes" "You better eat Wheaties"
Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when will shoot? Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But when will shoot?
Gates got the studio surrounded 'Cause he don't like the niggaz I'm down with Motherfucker do us 'Cause I like Nat, Huey, and Louis
Most got done by a man's bullet Give a trigger to a nigga and watch him it assassin I'ma dig a ditch, bitch, and yo' ass in
When they shoot, no, it won't be a use somebody much blacker What I do? I up the Geto Boy crew 'Cause My Mind's Playing On Me too
Never died, my crib And F.O.I. sure nobody creep when I sleep Keep a 9 millimeter in my jeep, When I roll, I gots to roll
Ain't goin' out Met the MADD Circle on Hill 'cause it's so steep They'll never get me, never hit me fuck that shit J-Dee
Now I'm the St. Ide's brew so I can max Sittin' by the window 'cause it's so hot And then I a shot, boom