Vārdi:
Major Scale

icey entertainment Chorus:(x2) Quarter Brick, half a brick, whole brick (Aaay!) Quarter pound, half a pound, whole pound (Okay!) 100 pillz, 1000 pillz,servin major

bricks of straight flour Got my man a beat down to the third power He didn't care, spent the money in a half hour Got some fish scale, rained on competition

I had to sell things, don't want to live each day The real people do real things So why is real people still doin' fake things? Huh? Thuggology's the major

platinum think I'd rather make hits? Between me and you yeah I'd rather flip bricks So tell me what's wrong with glass pots and a scale Pose fo' them

them R&B niggas tryin' to sing like that? And you fake crossovers tryin' to bling like that? You know, my clique snatch ice like that Take it down to the scale

out there Ain't no scare Look what I'm going thru Hook: male singer Look what I'm going thru 16x Verse 3: eleven twenty-nine Quarter birds slabbed on the scale

yo, once a crack head, always a tack head You have no craftibility all that shit you talk is dead As sex, drugs and violence, balance the scales of reality

piano, bass and drums Otherwise you'll find your composition Isn't gonna get much exhibition Art isn't easy Every minor detail is a major decision Have to keep things in scale

frontal lobe of the brain with a lethal dose Of unspeakable dope, worse than opium smoke Well-spoken like Washington Post, or a Fox News Network host Scale