Cause I'm down with Cypress, illin', well, I might Begin to take your girl, your girl, she's the flyest Flyer than the other broad, workin' off the pitched
mic, asked you to spit it You got handed your own ass, your ass in your own hands Sure they gonna laugh when you go the bathroom with it Now with what
ll serve you gourmet However you want it, you can have it your way You fuck my night up I'ma fuck up your day Bullet with your name, sendin it your way
won't see another wink I was in here tryna chill, now ya got me bringin heat Take your ass up off ya feet Leave yo body with a leak Ring the bell,
is comin with ME, cause don't nobody know how to share (Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook.. fuck a hook) Chka-chka... ("Get in your mind, get in your mind Get in your
thang Cock that back You don't wanna be (GONE) Another goner (GONE) In the game (GONE) Another soldier (GONE) In a grave (GONE) Bendin' corners (GONE) Finna bang (GONE) Another
sweet the sound Savin' slaves, another body found Bound to the streets where we drown if we sleep We make heat instead of peace Struggle to heat, and breathe
your hair all day, all day Engaged a lot, rockin hot and cold chains Is my brain vain? Flames, still dock the missles Let off one, stay in your lane Everybody
this is your time this is your time this is your brain (never known such intensity) Fine this is your line this is your mind this is your brain (now
be in the head, cause I leave the curls to Jheri Got mad souls out the ass with shit, fat like William Perry A poor black kid with rhythm, a eye for jazzy
it Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells in my pocket Getting mine with nine coked extorting Block shots with 22's with my socks with
my sHells chew through that shit Catch ya breath, you ain't heard about that nigga Po? Murder cases, downin' faces, Manhat' low Leavin' pieces of your brain on your
breaks Fucking with your boy, get your punk ass whole face Drop you like a dope case, faster than a pony kick Nigga beat your feet, kick some rocks with
ya better rearrange ya thinkin Check what you eatin and drinkin, ya breath is stinkin with the stench of a snitch with information, leakin linkin up with
another sicker than me Aint no penitentiary ever seen or confined this type of G Unlike any other in fact Keep your mouth shut or Ima push your fucking wig back (Chorus) Your
nap rubbla, voodoo smugglaSee I got the symptoms of insanity, I'm down with J from the ICPI'm down with him and he's down with meSo if we gotta chop see
folks spitting on bums A lot of hoodlums These are just the bums that are really pissed off Why? Probably 'cause they been ripped off by the system