When Theo was gone, his son Ion took the power And in his daddy's name, he built the biggest strongest tower The earth people and sky people divided by machines And
and slick choppas Ambulance gurneys and helicopters Gangstas and playas and street ballas Game spittas like 40 the colla popper [San Quinn] Hey boy,
If you talkin' - I'm sparkin', him and his mayne a get it (Brraatt!) A head shot, numb his body like a anastetic I got, money on my mind and got plans
blame me, says the singer of the song or the maker of the movie which he based his life on its only entertainment, as anyone can see its smoke machines and
turned them into granades And Just Blaze, cause the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And
turned them into granades And Just Blaze, cuz the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And
showin' out Don't tell me get 'em, I got em and I'mma throw 'em out And back door on these hoes that I was warning out While I'm in this machine, convert
To brainwash your boy An egocentric muscle thug Kicks butt on screen like a brat outa hell Bullshitter in the Indochina shop Pull the string in his
tears in his eyes He said son I love you, Goodbye His plane touched down in Texas He pulled out his phone Dialed in the number, got the machine Of his
out Don't tell me get 'em, I got em and I'mma throw 'em out And back door on these hoes that I was warning out While I'm in this machine, convert the
the hoe out guaranteed I can fuck Wootay I'm tattooed and barred up Medallion iced up, Rolex bezelled up And my pinky ring is platinum plus Earrings be trillion cut And