I got the Louisiana Stripes, and their always chainin' me down I'm in debt for 99 years for shootin? my wife to the ground Well she had to love my friend
blond hair bandit, you got gunz, hand it Turn my face when I bust a cannon 'cause I don't wear sunblock Ask Drag if the fire is hot (Flame On baby
customer, I snatch your cream Soldier, cross-over, knock on my door Wit' Jahovah, huh, know the population's over I'm causing early retirements 'cause you blast last when I'm firing
then it's curtains I can't cope, I guess I'm a alcoholic sometimes I hit the chronic It's just like gin and tonic when it's time to get erotic 5.99 For
the field it's allowed to fear Just call me mike tys' 'cause I got your ear I'm hot, the shit, so it's real, feel the fire So yo, show me the money,
find truth lies in a wise rhyme I watch the sky follow signs like the magi Heard the most high that be the words of my third eye Spoke with fire lift
take me on a road Dark as fuck, and let his pistols explode Fuck that, cause I ain'ts to die So I reloaded my uzi and fired up another fry It got me
I kept the cassette Kool moe dee, doug e. fresh, big daddy kane Main source, pharcyde and dana dane Steady b on the hilltop With lady b on power 99
I got the Louisiana Stripes, and their always chainin' me down I'm in debt for 99 years for shootin' my wife to the ground Well she had to love my friend
customer, I snatch your cream Soldier, cross over, knock on my door Wit? Jehovah, huh, know the population?s over I?m causing early retirements 'Cause you blast last when I?m firing
G. Rap] Friend, forgive him for his sins (he better watch his step) [Billy Danze] Mentally I'm home alone, and since you're deaf 99.9 of the times I
a gear, now I'm in flip mode Niggaz gash on 99 octane fuel You deserve a swift kick in your ass 'cuz you's a mule We keep on duckin' from the firing
change me You can look at me strangely keep yappin' at your dogs If I go up in your mouth, don't blame me, first family trainee Take what's mine, '99
Home, sweet home nigga, home team, nigga, home team Your home nigga, your home nigga, come on back, come on back Mash Out Posse, Firing Squad, ?99, baby ?99
layer Sword blaze your vertebaes up Swing my laser like a space-age sensei The suckers sashe Backfire on the messiah It's quick draw Rapid fire through
a dressing room wit a tech on me ride on whoever next to me, Outlaw War, layin' 'em on the floor like the after party '99 Source Awards, I swear to the
playing with the Gods I have seen the world burning - Twice Reality - so far away The new-born son, so long awaited To speak of the Now World FIRE!