Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots
Goddamn, fuckin' payback with a twist The motherfuckers shot but the punks Ice Cube is out-gunned, what is the Will do me like Malcolm?
I bust styles, new styles, standin' strong While, Run a Hundred Miles But I run, never will Deal with the devil with my motherfuckin' steel,
try to do me But I was a Boy 'N the before the movie, yeah me nigga, bigger than a spook But you the one that for Duke, motherfucker
man, is somethin' I tried to study But I got my hands bloody, They said, I sing like a Jaybird But nigga, say the J-word
I thought was buggin' 'Cause to us Uncle Sam, is without an oven Burnin' our skin Buy my neighborhood then push the in
us wrong from the first day And don't why a nigga got an AK me an African-American Like is fair again, shit
Devil, you got to get the right, I'm black than a trillion midnights 'Don't Believe the was said in '88 By the great Chuck D, now they're to fuck me
No Vaseline 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 you think they'll do to me? But I'm the O.G. and I back Bust back, a cap
Gimme in the fire of the sun Here the mack come, the black come, watch Jack run can't gank me Fuck a devil, fuck a and a yankee
and put the Presidency After 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 Compton Mosque, Number 54 Made a dough, still got a sister on my elbow Did Ice Cube out? You say, "Hell no"
A black is my manager, not in the kitchen So you please stop bitchin'?
Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But will they shoot? Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But will they shoot?
You missed and didn't hit Da Mob either in the Mist without Jungle Fever But I got the fever for the of a cracker Not a Pringle, the single, here's my new jingle
'Stalkin', in my big black boots' The KKK has got suits niggaz like turkey shoots My is Treat 'Em Like a Prostitute
Now if I say no violence, devil, you respect mine Fuck the shit and get my Tec-9 And if they us Aight, aight, I bury those
And if you can't deal my Kill at Will Here's a new gift to get try my Death Amerikkka's Most, Amerikkka's burnt, it's like Jordan, I'm goin' coast to coast
Dribblin' the here comes the nigga With the motherfuckin' monster dunk, get off me
"Jordan, Jordan, aiyyo yo watch Jordan, yes" "You eat your Wheaties"
Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But will they shoot? Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Yeah, But will they shoot?
Darryl Gates got the studio 'Cause he don't like the niggaz that I'm with Motherfucker do us 'Cause I like Nat, Huey, and Louis
Most got done by a man's bullet a trigger to a nigga and watch him pull it Negro dig a ditch, bitch, and throw yo' ass in
When they shoot, no, it be a cracker use somebody much blacker What I do? I up the Geto Boy crew 'Cause My Playing Tricks On Me too
Never died, my crib And F.O.I. sure nobody creep when I sleep a 9 millimeter in my jeep, peep When I roll, I gots to roll
Ain't out cheap Met the MADD Circle on Cypress Hill it's so steep never get me, they'll never hit me Mother that shit J-Dee
Now I'm Grab the St. Ide's so I can max Sittin' by the window 'cause it's so hot And then I a shot, boom