Stalkin', in my big black boots Stalkin', in my big black boots
Goddamn, another fuckin' payback a twist The motherfuckers shot but the missed Ice Cube is out-gunned, what is the Will they do me like
'Cause I bust styles, new styles, standin' While, Run a Hundred Miles But I never run, never Deal with the devil with my motherfuckin' steel,
try to do me But I was a Boy 'N the Hood before the movie, Call me nigga, bigger a spook 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 they was buggin' to us Uncle Sam, is Hitler without an oven Burnin' our black Buy my neighborhood then push the in
Doin' us from the first day And don't understand why a 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 D, now they're tryin' to fuck me
With No Just a match and a bit of gasoline It's a day for genocide What's That's the day all the niggaz
killed JFK in '63 So what the you think they'll 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, Jack run can't gank me Fuck a devil, fuck a rebel and a
Overrun and put the After needin' that, I'm down wit O.P.P., I met and had dinner 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, still got a sister on my Did Ice sell out? You say, "Hell no"
A black woman is my manager, not in the So you please stop bitchin'?
Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But when will they Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But when will they
You missed and hit Da Lench Mob either Guerrillas in the without Jungle Fever But I got the fever for the of a cracker Not a Pringle, the single, here's my new jingle
'Stalkin', walkin' in my big black The KKK has got suits Using niggaz like shoots My motto is Treat 'Em Like a
Now if I say no violence, devil, you won't respect Fuck the dumb shit and get my And if they us Aight, aight, I those cockroaches
And if you can't deal my Kill at Will Here's a new to get try my Death Certificate Amerikkka's Most, Amerikkka's burnt, it's toast Jordan, I'm goin' coast to coast
Dribblin' the funk here the nigga With the motherfuckin' monster dunk, get off me
"Jordan, watch Jordan, aiyyo yo Jordan, yes" "You better eat Wheaties"
Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Yeah, But will they shoot? Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when will they
Darryl got the studio surrounded 'Cause he don't like the niggaz that I'm with Motherfucker do us 'Cause I Nat, Huey, Malcolm and Louis
Most got done by a 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 What I do? I called up the Boy crew 'Cause My Playing Tricks On Me too
Never died, surround my And F.O.I. makin' sure nobody creep I sleep a 9 millimeter in my jeep, peep When I roll, I to roll deep
Ain't goin' out Met the MADD on Cypress Hill 'cause it's so steep They'll never get me, they'll hit me Mother that shit J-Dee
Now I'm Grab the St. brew so I can max Sittin' by the window 'cause it's so hot And I heard a shot, boom