gung-ho cashiers The world was cold yet hell was near So I seek for a kilo And my stack got a little bit taller like Skee-Lo A street C.E.O. There was
market when the NARC's hiss, spittin the sharp shit Mafi-ay, V.A., Playstation, R.C.A Sippin on cabosi-ay, who could take a lose a day? Jizzed them heads
country grammar boys in bandana platinum no gold like (Oh) That's what they say when I pull up on d's in that old Dr.J Hold a v a, fat laces this world
bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees [Ice Cube:] California ain't a state it's a army [Both:] California ain't a state it's a army
Ice Cube, yo he in the next room man D12, me and them struck a pose man! {shhh, shhh be quiet} With Slim Shady, yo this must be a omen! {shhhhhhhh shut
opening into the records of time creatures on earth insects lizards plants and any mals to illuminate one another and bring themselves to a hyper state of awareness a
O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa, the Gza, the Genius.. It's the Ol' D-d-dza-za-za
.O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa, the Gza, the Genius.. It's the Ol' D-d-dza-za-za
venom in it to murder him servin' him right D.P. Kon Artis, swervin tonite we rock from state to state and city to city you make a siss like a faggot
her wit me to the mall Spend a few g's Show her how a player ball (oww) Hit her later show her how a player call I got it on smash I ain't worried Cuz
been questioned by the F.B.I although I've tried every method just to get high L.S.D. is what I'm trippin on And O.E. bitch is what I'm sippin on A
sighed his body died In fifteen ways When I heard I grabbed a cab to where he lay 'Round his arm the plastic tag read D.O.A. Yes Jack, I gave it
