What, yeah, John McClane Harold the Menace and the my nigga Bud'da, on the track Golden State Eatin' every rapper on the Huh, me
I got three-oh-fo's in On section eight, with multiple Sport a Marilyn Manson when I die and go to Heaven Smoke a beady, scrape my lungs, the resin
Remember the name Ras Get to clownin' punk bitches 'cause I'm a Mac, like Ronald I make Mac make money and murder wack rappers My verse Bomb First, the Mac-11'll gat cha
When I get at cha, the tenses Fatality before you ever reach senses Got so-called writers, crashing into fences Like my was Al Fayed so you die, like that white princess
If you for sympathy, you better look between R and T In the dictionary see the object of the game is to win Stack ends, sippin' Henn' Whip a Benz and leave it to your of kin
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Pick a card any card, I bet you can't it State, number one with a bullet It's card molly Will they ever not Pull your through your mouth And watch body drop
The medic, on the cut, with a degree in metaphysics A doctor, with a lot of patience and Flows like an ocean liner sails like a clearance I'm bilingual fly like a flamingo, I'm a
I freak I eat like Al Pacino You don't like me You happy, you need some Ecstasy Now you in my properties but you to pay my equity
For the point in my character I'll reach the highest place in the when I rock Like the Quaran, fuse hot, with flavor like billion cube Been this way since I was
And like this I been runnin' shit without the use of Sports Rippin' up tracks immigrant Chinese, peep the game I lay I'm grim, I over my brow when I rip Never rhymes with slim fingertips
Each syllable you to use Is light as a Keep to go gold But all you're gettin' is a shower
Pick a card any card, I bet you can't it State, number one with a bullet It's three card Will they stop? not Pull your spine through mouth And watch body drop
Pick a card any card, I bet you pull it Golden State, number one a bullet three card molly Will ever stop? not Pull your spine through your And your body drop
Look, now if it for the West These rap wouldn't need a vest around 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. Bruce Willis, please don't kill us I mercy like Kevorkian, like a scorpion We sting you from behind and put it in you, so me at the venue Put you on the to put you on the menu
emcee, we be the ones that keep the pussy hot Xzibit livin' life, like a inside a china shop Strippin' everything, see you ain't got a dime to drop Go and call the cops, you ain't said nathin'
Jerry Spring-you out the studio, Suge Knight you To the parkin' lot, niggaz ain't ready for all this we got Picture yourself crushin' Xzibit with your talk That's like Christopher Reeves the crip walk
Pick a card any card, I bet you pull it Golden State, number one with a It's three card they ever stop? not Pull spine through your mouth And watch your body
Pick a card any card, I bet you pull it Golden State, number one with a It's three molly they ever stop? not Pull spine through your mouth And watch body drop