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