Stop as I drop this bomb Blow up this place like another VietnamI'm heavy like a Holyfield blow to the dome Back up son now give me room, give me room I set it off like this, don't give it up I'm all up in you till you just can't get enough I'm real hard to the bone you want more I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door Phat flavor for your brain you know the time So check the wrath it's for real 'cause I'm gonna get mine I roll up on you like EastwoodI'm blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through your neighborhood I spreads butter like ParkayReal smooth with the flow and even when I parlayDo what you feel and check the skill I'm in your grill, peep this I got the raw deal And in your Jeep Cherokee or Land Cruiser Rollin' through the hood I know you're gonna use a Track like this all up in your eardrum So pump the E.Q. and let the speakers hum We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack Go and check it I think it's time to wreck it Here I come again with my stuff, so let's test it I'm cool like the ice, or Vanilla, hear my flavor Freezin' up the mic, I hit you with somethin' you can savor No slippin', no stonin', I am gettin' to the point So hit the mad ism and light another joint The easy like stylist with a kick when I'm kicking No tripping, I'm hitting, so get a good grip in Get with a style I be using, and there's no dissin' And here's a quick lesson I carry a Smith and WessonListen up close and there'll be no confusion Now you're addicted to mentally abusing Word to the mother I'm here to tear it up And if you can't get with it, I don't give a **** So run to your crew and tell them I am hereThis here is for the people, yo [Incomprehensible] We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack Oh yeahOh yeah It's the funky rhyme killer, the **** song thriller Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya Funky rhyme killer, the **** song thriller Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya Funky rhyme killer, the **** song thriller Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack
Stop as I drop this bomb Blow up this place like another VietnamI'm heavy like a Holyfield blow to the dome Back up son now give me room, give me room I set it off like this, don't give it up I'm all up in you till you just can't get enough I'm real hard to the bone you want more I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door Phat flavor for your brain you know the time So check the wrath it's for real 'cause I'm gonna get mine I roll up on you like EastwoodI'm blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through your neighborhood I spreads butter like ParkayReal smooth with the flow and even when I parlayDo what you feel and check the skill I'm in your grill, peep this I got the raw deal And in your Jeep Cherokee or Land Cruiser Rollin' through the hood I know you're gonna use a Track like this all up in your eardrum So pump the E.Q. and let the speakers hum We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack Go and check it I think it's time to wreck it Here I come again with my stuff, so let's test it I'm cool like the ice, or Vanilla, hear my flavor Freezin' up the mic, I hit you with somethin' you can savor No slippin', no stonin', I am gettin' to the point So hit the mad ism and light another joint The easy like stylist with a kick when I'm kicking No tripping, I'm hitting, so get a good grip in Get with a style I be using, and there's no dissin' And here's a quick lesson I carry a Smith and WessonListen up close and there'll be no confusion Now you're addicted to mentally abusing Word to the mother I'm here to tear it up And if you can't get with it, I don't give a **** So run to your crew and tell them I am hereThis here is for the people, yo [Incomprehensible] We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack Oh yeahOh yeah It's the funky rhyme killer, the **** song thriller Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya Funky rhyme killer, the **** song thriller Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya Funky rhyme killer, the **** song thriller Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack
