What, yeah, Black McClane the Menace and the Waterproof With my nigga Bud'da, on the Golden State Eatin' every rapper on the Huh, me
I got in three-one-oh On section eight, with multiple Sport a Manson t-shirt when I die and go to Heaven Smoke a beady, my lungs, smoke the resin
the name Ras Kass-ciano Get to clownin' y'all punk bitches I'm a Mac, like Ronald I make Mac money and mack murder wack rappers My Makaveli verse First, the Mac-11'll gat cha
I get at cha, the situation tenses Fatality before you reach your senses Got so-called writers, crashing brick fences my name was Al Fayed so you die, like that white princess
If you lookin' for sympathy, you better look R and T In the fucking see the object of the game is to win Stack some ends, sippin' Whip a Benz and leave it to next of kin
a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one with a It's three card Will they ever not Pull your spine through your And your body drop
Pick a card any card, I bet you can't it Golden State, one with a bullet It's three card Will they stop? not Pull your spine through your And watch body drop
The un-edited medic, on the cut, with a in metaphysics A doctor, with a lot of patience and Flows like an ocean liner that like a clearance I'm bilingual fly a flamingo, I'm a pitcha
Everything I freak I eat Al Pacino You like me baby You happy, you need some Ecstasy Now you in my properties but you to pay my equity
For the lowest point in my I'll reach the place in the house when I rock Like the Quaran, hot, fluid with flavor like billion cube Been this way I was fourteen
And like I been runnin' shit without the use of Sports creme Rippin' up tracks like Chinese, peep the game I lay I'm grim, I brim my brow when I rip Never write rhymes with slim
Each syllable you to use Is light as a tryin' to go gold But all you're gettin' is a golden
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a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, one with a bullet It's three molly Will they stop? not Pull your spine through your And watch your body
Look, now if it for the West These rap niggaz wouldn't need a vest they chest Keep bustin' where you rest And what you own and you drive So the day some come for you I'm really not surprised
Mr. Black Bruce Willis, don't kill us I show mercy Kevorkian, like a scorpion We sting you from behind and put it in you, so me at the venue Put you on the spot to put you on the
Fricasseed emcee, we be the ones that keep the hot livin' life, like a bull inside a china shop Strippin' everything, see you ain't even got a dime to Go ahead and call the cops, you ain't said
Jerry Spring-you out the studio, then Suge you To the parkin' lot, niggaz ready for all this heat we got yourself crushin' Xzibit with your tough talk That's like Reeves doing the crip walk
Pick a card any card, I bet you can't it Golden State, number one with a It's three card Will ever stop? not Pull your through your mouth And watch your drop
Pick a card any card, I bet you pull it Golden State, number one a bullet It's three molly Will they stop? not Pull your through your mouth And watch body drop