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Verse 1

We here son
I'm tellin you thugs and fake ones
Don't blaze one
Just eat the bread that I break son

Trying to stop me
Leavin stuck on phase
Watch how live gets, like a jungle so pack your survival kits, huh
Me and Redman been rollin for years
In the place wildlifin' doing Britney Spears
even into racin'
With a windshield full of tickets 'cause I live right by the station
I am, try'na figure out why you so mad at me
Yes I'm with Young
into racin'
With a windshield full of tickets
'cause I live right by the station
I am,
Try'na figure out why you so mad at me
Yes I'm with Young Money
on my hat in
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Drive by homicide
R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English
life stop watchin' that "Boyz N The Hood" shit
You see this red rag hangin' out of my jeans?
I went to twenty funerals by the age of ninteen
Then I
stops playin'
You can still find me somewhere saying

I shoulda been born in forty-five
In fifty-four I woulda been nine
Lovin' my record player by
moxie
Animal, watch me
If you think it’s tangible, stop me
But then I hit ‘em with a flow, that they can’t even copy
See, we don’t play that
Where I’m
you drive me crazy
All your cunning tricks make me sick
You won't have it your own way

Can't hold on much longer
But I will never let go
I know
or clothes I wear, it's me
And I don't give a damn about it if you think I'm crazy

It really doesn't matter what the folks may say
(It really)
I just gotta
fold 
Me and Bill Clinton want to bust in those on homeless 14 years old (she's young) 
Doin drive by's in fuckin pink caddies 
Tie you up and beat you
Critics sayin', "Kris you shoulda already quit it"
But I can't stop, won't stop spittin' crazy lyrics
'Cause I, am hip hop, other rappers just try

You
time piece
You get stampeded by the wildabeast
A rap dast' plus tracks black like Chow Yun Fat
Oppositional forces get their eardrums flat
Common
can't tell me shit

I rock you like Lenny Kravitz, or Nirvana 
I'm puttin' suckers on pause like a comma 
I never ape crazy act but I got the yapes
very stimulating to the mind
But drives me crazy at the same time
Am I this or that? human or black?
Extra terrestrial or right side of the tracks
the outhouse droppin mad shhhhhhhh
Quiet on the set while the crew be gettin' wrecked
And if your stunned by the Bud I have a hunch you should step
So pass me
Niggas bendin in two's while y'all watch the news
John Walsh, wash me up, you're crazy
Havin my face captured 180
Can't go there, ain't havin that, man,
time piece
You get stampeded by the wildabeast
A rap dast' plus tracks black like Chow Yun Fat
Oppositional forces get their eardrums flat
Common
palm
It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
Crawl up on you like Christopher Reeves

I can't describe the vibe I get
When I drive by six
Niggas bendin in two's while y'all watch the news
John Walsh, wash me up, you're crazy
Havin my face captured 180
Can't go there, ain't havin that, man,
up my heritage
Shaolin surrounded by the cruel sea, crabs get stabbed
Chemistry lab is filled with motorous vocab
That drive niggas crazy like Arabs in
Cadillac doors
Who choosin' hoes, you losin' hoes, you niggaz loose witcha hoes
You motherfucker y'all ain't used to no hoes
Niggaz want to lojack, track
a scotch
None stop
Crystal poppin
Drop toppin
While the feds whatchin
They on my back heat me up like Al Pacino
Or Joe Pessi in Casino(Que pasa Amigo)
my Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy 
by come give it to me baby 
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que? 
I could be your love if you let me
the hand
Rockin' vest for thirty G's a scotch
None stop
Crystal poppin'
Drop toppin'
While the feds watchin'
They on my back heat me up like Al Pacino

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