[Verse One - Legacy] He-he-hello Mrs. Ex-Girlfriend You came back, I hear it's cause you left your male Okay, that's cool, that's cool, come and take
the steering wheel like ya supposed ta I cooperate don't give the redneck no hassle Because too many mistakes be happening to black folk I said, "What the fuck are you lookin 4
when I'm buyin ale Da fly guy wit da force like Luke Sky down 4 a mozitwa hon If ya fly - Da Funkadelic been rocking mics since da 4th grade I terminate
you will be mine, all mine Are you really? (repeat 4 times) Where do I turn, I don't know which way Will I ever learn from my own mistakes If I play
L M O 3 1 4 Call the cops I see a robbery in progress Lunatics about to steal the show From the S T L M O 3 1 4 I'm real brass to smash with a fo'-fo
respect, and I was born to wreck Spit techs, by your rockets threw jets Who's next, to get hit by firepower that's so raw Go play 4-4's ready for war
Part I do [Verse Two: B-Real] Who would have thought it would last so long So many new ones think that they can't go wrong I know I make so many mistakes
[Ice Cube] 1, 2, 3, 4 Get you a bitch up on the floor You gotta get up and get down (WALK!) You gotta get up and get down (WALK!) [WC] To the Weeeeeeest
live Know you annoyed but don't make the mistake I'm state to state in that Honda ****, not an Accord I'm in that Honda G4 you will never afford And
' hold us So we gotta do what we gotta do to keep rollin' One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind An' we continue growin' one day at a time, damn
drum 4 Ever My Beat a 4 Ever My My, My, My, My, My, My beat forever 4 4 4 4 Ever My My, My, My, My, My, My beat forever 4 4 4 4 Ever My My, My, My,
Okay, it's about to go down Please step up, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, here we go It's the return, burn like a supernova Spin the plate, the great debate's over
Fredick Douglas You know what? Eh yo, fuck this Eh yo, how can I move the crowd? First of all, ain't no mistakes allowed Here's the instructions, put
my brain? Appear from a cloud of smoke, the voter's on choke If surrounded, seven men drop from one scope Even if my feet was shackled down to one handcuff
something to say Then I think about things That I?ve seen right in front of me That I don?t wanna believe Gimme one of these mikes Let me let ?em know
up in your muthaf-cking face I?ll buss your bottom lip come get a muthf-cking taste DPG see me on TV better not mistake me for no sucker Cos the 4-4
.P man, king of the south Rubber band man, boing with my 4 112 Letting all those suckers for Lord know man Keep you girl out the club if you want ?em Make no mistake
of a stripper, sprayin' that face Layin up in a mansion, home alone I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics I hold a fifth, One hundred and