Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots
Goddamn, fuckin' payback with a twist The motherfuckers shot but the missed Ice is out-gunned, what is the outcome? Will they do me like
I bust styles, new styles, standin' strong While, others Run a Miles But I never run, 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 than a But you the one that for Duke, motherfucker
White man, is somethin' I tried to But I got my hands bloody, They said, I could sing like a But nigga, don't say the
I thought they was 'Cause to us Sam, is Hitler without an oven our black skin Buy my then push the crack in
us wrong from the first day And don't understand why a got an AK me an African-American Like everything is fair again,
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 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
Gimme in the fire of the sun Here the come, here the black come, watch Jack run Motherfuckers gank me Fuck a devil, a rebel and a yankee
Overrun and put the 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 Down with Compton Mosque, 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 stop bitchin'?
Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when will they Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Yeah, But when will shoot?
You and didn't hit Da Lench Mob either in the Mist without Jungle Fever But I got the fever for the flava of a Not a Pringle, bust the single, my new jingle
'Stalkin', walkin' in my big black The KKK has got three-piece Using niggaz like shoots My motto is Treat 'Em Like a
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 those
And if you can't deal with my at Will Here's a new gift to get try my Certificate Amerikkka's Most, Amerikkka's burnt, it's like Jordan, I'm goin' coast to coast
Dribblin' the funk comes the nigga With the monster 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 they Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Yeah, But when will they
Gates got the studio surrounded 'Cause he don't the niggaz that I'm down with Motherfucker do us I like Nat, Huey, Malcolm and Louis
Most got done by a black bullet a trigger to a nigga and watch him pull it Negro I'ma dig a ditch, bitch, and yo' ass in
When they shoot, no, it won't be a They use somebody much What I do? I called up the Geto Boy 'Cause My Mind's Playing On Me too
died, surround my crib And F.O.I. sure nobody creep when I sleep Keep a 9 millimeter in my jeep, I roll, I gots to roll deep
Ain't goin' out Met the MADD Circle on Hill 'cause it's 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 by the window 'cause it's so fuckin' hot And I heard a shot, boom