listen to Stevie, it sounded like heavy metal fans Spinnin' records backwards of AC-DC I give my niggas dap, jump out the van back first Back upstairs, took off the black
with a silver spade Juiced up, from africa to spain Ghetto blastin to the drivin' lane Insane in the mundane Pass the bucket, drink your wheels, Spinnin it back Black
gentile, I rank top percentile Many styles, more powerful than gamma rays My grammar pays, like Carlos Sanatana plays, 'Black Magic Woman' So while you fumin' I'm consumin' mango juice
ride on 'em Here come grandaddy always classin', ain't no *** badda than that They know I'm gangsta, 20k 4's on my black Cadillac And as a matter of
Like Dahmer - I victimize you. Criticize you for using auto-tune. Recognize here comes your doom. There's no room for the wack. They be givin' a black
a casino Man incafino niggas is only out fo they self and expect the kids to help and set shit on the shelf Filthy niggas get [unverified] and die Like grape juice
's jump in the fight game boy My nigga Bun B you know he down with us Short Dog and Doc down with us Eric B and Pimp C you know they down with us Black
cock the mag Kill him I don't need no mask We Identify each other nigga Mac and Brad Who you know but Mac and Brad? Come through all black, no mask
him 40 Cent now, cause he dropped that dime And he got me kinda jammed up right now, I can't lie But I don't know who told his black ass he can't die
Bury you I will do after I bill you Kill you hoe cause your shit smells like mildew Pe ew think you need some soap and a rag Or better yet Black,
feel like, Somebody's Watchin Me ooh, Somebody's Watchin Me It's gotta be that, that that that nigga that sweat my shit I say say say, "Black get
big pants I'm as dope as PCP, MC's see me and start having flashbacks I don't flash scratch, I gotta watch my back Now a days blacks don't know how
on my collar Just like the Lava House click "Pass Me Sum Wata" Outta my mind outta my body thumper never loose Rollin you can sip that Donald Duck orange juice
the 100 dollar bill is dirty brown they love Me. I mess up my livin' room, and studio with my money, A G-note is purple, grape juice stains on the front
Guess who's back when I bring funk like Zapp All aboard motherfuckers! While your brains get jacked I'm souped like two scoops of funk juice, word to
like the way it sounds punk, pump it in your back trunk And let loose with the juice when I do rock I'm too hot, some say I got more Juice then Tupac (
dope had his balls Got small methamphetimes with colors to be Cray-ola Took the drunkest O-A and let the X take shit over No need to get juiced 'cause
up like you poppin' on the wheel Feel I can't die when I'm poppin' on the pill So real that it feel, keep Cochran on my heels Who rock the black and