Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Stalkin', walkin' in my big black
Goddamn, another fuckin' payback a twist The motherfuckers but the punks missed Ice Cube is out-gunned, what is the Will they do me Malcolm?
'Cause I bust styles, new styles, standin' While, others Run a Hundred 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 before the movie, Call me nigga, bigger a spook But you the one that for Duke, motherfucker
White man, is I tried to study But I got my bloody, yeah They said, I could like a Jaybird But nigga, don't say the
I thought they was 'Cause to us Uncle Sam, is Hitler without an Burnin' our skin Buy my neighborhood then the crack in
Doin' us wrong the first day And don't understand why a got an AK Callin' me an Like everything is fair again,
Devil, you got to get the right, I'm black than a trillion midnights 'Don't Believe the Hype' was in '88 By the Chuck D, now they're tryin' to fuck me
No Vaseline Just a match and a bit of gasoline It's a great day for What's the day all the niggaz died
They JFK in '63 So the fuck 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, here the black come, watch run Motherfuckers can't 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 and had dinner And now you ask if I'm a five-percenter,
No, but I go the brothers 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 is my manager, not in the kitchen So could you please bitchin'?
Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when will they Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when will 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, the single, here's my new jingle
'Stalkin', walkin' in my big black The KKK has got three-piece Using niggaz turkey shoots My motto is Treat 'Em a Prostitute
Now if I say no violence, devil, you won't respect the dumb shit and get my Tec-9 And if approach us Aight, aight, I those cockroaches
And if you can't deal with my at Will Here's a new gift to get try my Certificate Most, Amerikkka's burnt, it's like toast 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', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But when will they Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But will they shoot?
Darryl Gates got the studio 'Cause he like the niggaz that I'm down with wanna do us 'Cause I Nat, Huey, Malcolm and Louis
got done by a black man's bullet Give a trigger to a nigga and him pull it Negro I'ma dig a ditch, bitch, and yo' ass in
When they shoot, no, it be a cracker They use somebody much I do? I called up the Geto Boy crew 'Cause My Playing Tricks On Me too
Never died, my crib And F.O.I. makin' sure creep when I sleep Keep a 9 in my jeep, peep When I roll, I to roll deep
Ain't goin' out Met the MADD Circle on Cypress Hill 'cause it's so They'll never get me, never hit me Mother that shit J-Dee
Now I'm the St. Ide's brew so I can max Sittin' by the window it's so fuckin' hot And I heard a shot, boom