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with the Ice
Are you insane?
This shit is bigger than me
Be warned
It's the calm before the storm
And every fuckin thing I write
Is gonna be analyzed by
haunted, with mean dreams
GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes, to get Richer
than Richie, quickly, niggas wanna hit me
If they get me, dress my body in
haunted, with mean dreams
GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes, to get Richer
than Richie, quickly, niggas wanna hit me
If they get me, dress my body in
haunted, with mean dreams
GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes, to get Richer
than Richie, quickly, niggas wanna hit me
If they get me, dress my body in
getting funky and I'm shooting all my jism
Like John Holmes, the x-rated nigga
Listen to the shit 'cause I'm the ill figure
Nobody's getting any bigger
Blackness, tell your bitch to fall backwards
Fuck a hood pass--my shit's for all-access
Killing tracks like this we call practice
Any bullshit y'all twist
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Yeah, when the out's hooked up with the refugees
It be more niggas than the NAACP
Comin' up on weed of all
reputation is, bigger than his whole life span
He never planned to fail, he just failed to plan

What does it take to realize, Satan's alive, he whispers
material needs
The weed make your brain sizzle, a pistol make it cool off
By sticking up niggas, make them take they jewels off
His reputation is, bigger
stop with the body rock

See I've got heart like john starks
Hitting mad sparks
Pass me the mic
And I'll be rocking the whole park

I'm the m
getting funky and I'm shooting all my jism
Like John Holmes, the x-rated nigga
Listen to the shit 'cause I'm the ill figure
Nobody's getting any bigger
Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot
Pull out from my jaw linin', commence to splittin'
Brains and body parts that motion couldn't picture
Cause when I'm shittin' niggas hit more decks than
Yeah, we goin' platinum nigga, Platinum
Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker
We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this
stop with the body rock

See I've got heart like john starks
Hitting mad sparks
Pass me the mic
And I'll be rocking the whole park

I'm the m
the kind that explore
MC's, I blow 'em out, metaphor after metaphor
I'm more wetter than your boy bigger
So how you figure you can fuck with this rap
the pause, poison pens penetrate the mental
I walk with Kris so my body's a temple
Body instrumentals and body your squad in the body of a God

Just think,
niggas out like cristal bottles, uh
When I battle, I'm breaking bentleys down to gravel
I got the heat right here, we ain't got to travel
I'm bigger than
the bar
Cuban the don daddy like john gotti
I brung a long shotie for the chump bodies
If it's on it's on, mami

[ chorus ]
It's mister cuban link, baby,
inside of a ***RENTER***
 With fat chicks arguing, Who's body is bigger?
 I'ma get my smoke on, I'ma get my freak on
 Rims get they poke on, here's some
as it's told, writin nuttin less than gold
My journeys, I march through madness like atorneys
Send you out on a gerdy talkin 'bout yo' eternity
Can't
more beef than a Islamic farm
So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs
It's not a nigga in your gang want it
My AK slay gays, spray
Acquired by the gangsta's inspiration
Ready to loc, I'm smokin' tracks like it's (blunted)
I'm frontin' 'bout .44 mags and G rags
My khakis, t-shirt
the track 
She use to hold my sack

I use to dick her down way back in 86
She use to look just like a skank
But now that bitch got a ass, tits, body
She tried to slash my tire
Caught me in the bed with her cousin Tanji
From the track 
She use to hold my sack
I use to dick her down way back in 86