you mad bitch cause I'm laying on the couch Smoke a blunt, fuck a bitch, in the butt, I'm bossing Don't give a fuck, I'm never rolling Slauson I'm fly
a place between heaven and hell Black Dude: Don?t need a map, just follow the smell White Dude: A place filled with filthy air Black Dude: A place
I procured a small piece of the treasure Collections from a former era datin' back to forever The warrior became protector; take a closer look at the
with the wrong emcee with the wrong rhyme You better look outside nigga, it's a long line And it ain't a game dude you can't call mine [Big Red] Chronologically
't see it A million other bitches I could be wit believe it, see it aint allowed in the Lexo don't talk that way I'll drop your ass half a block away
get framed like a diploma in your spiritual coma I'ma black Moor like Othello, but I won't die for Desdemona Older, diamond-studded mic, walk on a stage
threw I-raq/a-rock and I-ran/I-ran cause I couldn't stand anymore within the depths of the sand So don't ask me Hu-ssein/who-sane cause the hypnotical
"Black Magic Woman," drug-traffickin all through the Bay She's a killer Cali to the big manzana She don't give a fuck, she'll squeeze and let 'em all
bring your career to a stop quicker than anti-lock brakes Look (look) inside the mind of a animal That'll beat you to death with a bar of soap wrapped
s a place between heaven and hell Black Dude: Don?t need a map, just follow the smell White Dude: A place filled with filthy air Black Dude: A place