got his nostril slashed And left one cat standin' so my man turned around and back handed not lookin' I heard the smack landin' And then we step from
what I'm doin' is good And keep it real like I should Homies wanna come and give me that Heard of a couple of sacks Back to back To make a nigga wonder
a playa, somethin like a pimp Gangsta strut on when when I limp like this Is re-turn of rapper slash the hood fella Lookin for a rap to get my groove back
P, no mortal man can test me Thought, I keep a lin-e in, upper eschulone-in Heineken, hold the rhymin in, flows remindin em Cats that hear me up, some shit from back
stay on the porch These cats is craftmatic Hand on the steering wheel Rocks from the road dodging oncoming traffic Man-handle rappers, dismantle rappers Y'all lukewarm slash
no mortal man can test me Thought, I keep a lin-e in, upper eschulone-in Heineken, hold the rhymin in, flows remindin em Cats that hear me up, some shit from back
on the porch These cats is craftmatic Hand on the steering wheel Rocks from the road dodging oncoming traffic Man-handle rappers, dismantle rappers Y'all lukewarm slash
every flow To work absurd word nervous Stumbling pissy shitty liquor's in me dizzy very slow Bumpin in Cali-o [Camu Tao] Oh no Spit on her back and have
and check casha Been rappin for neons, crushin peons Nice like deion, '98, EPMD's on Grand finale, from New York, back to Cali Ghetto stlye, for the
My Pistola Or Should I Say Toasta Roll My Way Smoke My Kush Birds And Bees Got That Gu Gush Gush Church Girl Church Girl Slash Turf Girl Turf Girl Baby Ima Back
on the gun MC's out to get me from all of the battles I won Med, comin from the west, so represents where I'm from Lyrically I got your block locked when
bat (Wreckin the the Steel, wreckin with the Steel) [Trigger Slash of Steel Handlers] Pass me a [?????] Louisville slugger So I can get busy and blow a fuse in this motherfucker Trigger Slash bringin wreck to the shit With my nigga Automatic, comin' straight from
what we must do So we act like we run track then we run straight to the back But they comin' from the back so we run back to the front They say get down
ya clothes All I really wanna do is stick a dick up in you So fast, in a flash, then I gotta slash, whattup Daz? [screech] We the realist, kickin back
drugs basketball or the rap theres more to us than that We the shit consider the facts, afta you analyze that You know you best to fall back Woah [Verse
outlastin' KC niggas slash and mister murder every tray Not a rap democrat More like rapublican Rap rap como sta? Money keep comin in Only time I had my back