don't need headlights at night Yo, crack niggas, ask niggas how I smack niggas With the mac flast 'cuz I am what I rap, nigga TS throw in your hands
give this bastard space Or I'ma have your ass erased, I'm from the Bronx amongst corrupt cops We mothered this rap shit but still don't get enough props All I
soldier Thought I told ya, wack cats is gon' be over I'm a supernova, controller, anything that I get I hold up I'm a supernova, controller, anything that I get I
on all the songs I say 'cuz I could step out the door, somebody could pop and I'm gone Then they wanna know why I pack chrome for one I'm paranoid Smoking
y'all, don't get fed up y'all C'mon let's get up y'all Make that bed up y'all, life is a set-up y'all Sadness comes from a lack of knowin' Not knowin
gotta go I wanna talk with people and look em in the face I wanna take em home and they can stay at my place. All the talking I could do I would never
And I don't mean that I wanna fuck you Just acknowledge me takin' care of you because I'll, I'll I love you but fuck you, I love you but fuck you I love
house It ain't about the bitch with a wig like she comin' from China Y'all fronted in rented Benzes with Avis on 'em No breakfast, I'm goin home, fuck
roll with Alvin Drag queen on Front Street, program, all your SP-12 beats Y'all roll up dust, smokin PCP, I come with big heat Y'all run y'all knowledge
around, But I know each one of you muthafuckas could go underground, So I checks him, and then I wet him, Yeah, I come to your house nigga with thirty
talking about the game you see I'm living in And all my folks R.I.P, I'LL see you in a minute Before I cut I got's to shock it 'cause I'm still pissed
where I belong, Insightful on the real deal when I write a song, Question, you still feel the vibe I'm on? Verse 2 Suffa I had the whole crowd like
to bomb I burn 'em all till they all say turn 'em off 'Cuz these chips I'ma run 'em all chickenheads Know I be the Colonel 'cuz I burn eternal mixed wit
bitch, I scope I never miss where I spray at Underground King, nigga, UGK that You should try crack all night, all day that Tell me where the weight at ZipLock baggies all
of sand The road to Eden's overgrown Don't you sometimes wish your heart was made of stone? Look at the headlines, big crowd at the crazy house Long
I am I do it just because I can Anything I want to I'm not gonna ask you, no You better understand That's just the way I am I'm frustrating, taking
me explain I'm hot like a fire, burned down, diminished Oh, now I see! Chill, let me finish I wanna make one and all understand I don't play, I slay
Jay in the house Bad Brains in the house Original Concept in the house Good night Amsterdam Now I want you all to break this down To all the girls To all
