on the moon, flow hotter than June Any nigga want drama I kick up a sand dune Peace to my man Tune for giving his man room Now we hitting switches to
[Bell] [whispers of Outlaw] [Fatal]- Yall muthafuccaz don't wanna die stop all that bull shit frontin' and all that talk a real nigga will pick the
' one, one, one, one, one It only takes, one To rock it y'all, one You only need, one To do it y'all, one It takes, one, tragedy to bring a family closer One bullet
Better take a little time to level out I never thought of running My feet just led the way Mixed up signals, bullet train Cars are switched out in
anybody try to change me Me, just me, in the middle of a sea full of faces Full of faces, some laugh, some salivate What?s in your alleyway Recycling bins or bullet
sellin' is never sold Or dealed by the real mack brothers of old Naw, I just devise a wise new formula To keep you in tune without sellin' my soul In
the four-fifth See shit change because I normally came On the R train now me and 5 in the Range We used to twist Phillies and fuck hoes, switch cars
a dealer and the mayor of the city want me sent up the river chorus / hook 8 bars You at the carnival of souls were they flow so cold ese G muthafuckers
the right crew An now I call for the right 2 Split yo muthafuckin head down the center like like atomic Boom! did yo dawg an you like who Switch bitch
a blunt lacin' Hennessey and malt liquor chasin' My gem star scarrin' niggaz faces For a pound of trey eight and I throw bullets like Dallas Troy Aikman
tight like Fort Knox, runnin thru military Attitudes, don't even try it, Tek 9's AK's, will be stored in a riot Quiet as kept, we creep, put you to sleep No bull
while ya learin, we teachin, you reapin what yo soul, see the whole load is gettin heavy now ya ready, to pull a lick I'm pullin a switch pullin yo black
I, walk on the moon, flow hotter than June Any n-gga want drama I kick up a sand dune Peace to my man 'Tune for giving his man room Now we hittin' switches
my feet where paper scuffle spear head pens And rhymes is good to eat Where two species of snake meet ground Pound instinct, swamp walkin a leech a street parasite wedging my soul
you figure God, what, flow on the track, flip the obstacle Now my proposal rips the global From California to courts, it's over God so, taste the soul
itchy like lice hair fell out somethin' To conquer, stomp ya like that cat Blanca Toy Tonka truck ten carat on ya monsta Ring Rocky like fuck switch
down to The nitty gritty The nitty gritty The nitty gritty The nitty gritty The nitty gritty The nitty gritty Let's get right down To the nitty gritty Born again, a soul
As I circled around I was counting down Moments till my plan for survival Then I knew exactly where I would go As the seconds turned to moments Someone hit a panic switch