Stalkin', in my big black boots Stalkin', walkin' in my big black
Goddamn, another fuckin' payback with a The motherfuckers but the punks missed Ice is out-gunned, what is the outcome? Will they do me Malcolm?
'Cause I bust styles, new styles, strong While, Run a Hundred Miles But I run, never will Deal with the devil with my steel, boom
try to do me But I was a Boy 'N the Hood the movie, yeah Call me nigga, bigger a spook But you the one that voted for Duke,
White man, is somethin' I to study But I got my hands bloody, said, I could sing like a Jaybird But nigga, say the J-word
I thought they was to us Uncle Sam, is Hitler without an oven Burnin' our black Buy my neighborhood push the crack in
Doin' us wrong the first day And understand why a nigga got an AK Callin' me an Like everything is again, shit
Devil, you got to get the right, I'm black Blacker than a midnights 'Don't the Hype' was said in '88 By the great D, now they're tryin' to fuck me
No Vaseline Just a match and a little bit of It's a great day for What's That's the day all the died
killed JFK in '63 So what the you think they'll do to me? But I'm the O.G. and I back Bust back, a cap
room in the fire of the sun Here the come, here the black come, watch Jack run can't gank me Fuck a devil, fuck a and a yankee
Overrun and put the After that, I'm down wit O.P.P., yeah I met Farrakhan and had And now you ask if I'm a five-percenter,
No, but I go the brothers go Down with Mosque, Number 54 Made a little dough, got a sister on my elbow Did Ice Cube out? You say, "Hell no"
A black is my manager, not in the kitchen So could you please bitchin'?
Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But when will they Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Yeah, But when will they
You missed and hit Da Lench Mob either Guerrillas in the without Jungle Fever But I got the fever for the of a cracker Not a Pringle, the single, here's my new jingle
'Stalkin', in my big black boots' The KKK has got three-piece Using niggaz turkey shoots My motto is 'Em Like a Prostitute
Now if I say no violence, devil, you won't respect Fuck the dumb shit and get my And if they us Aight, aight, I bury those
And if you can't with my Kill at Will a new gift to get try my Death Certificate Amerikkka's Most, Amerikkka's burnt, it's like Like Jordan, I'm goin' coast to
Dribblin' the funk comes the nigga With the monster dunk, get off me punk
"Jordan, watch Jordan, yo watch Jordan, yes" "You better eat Wheaties"
Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when will shoot? Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when will they
Gates got the studio surrounded 'Cause he like the niggaz that I'm down with wanna do us 'Cause I like Nat, Huey, Malcolm and
Most got done by a black bullet Give a trigger to a and watch him pull it assassin I'ma dig a ditch, bitch, and yo' ass in
they shoot, no, it won't be a cracker They use somebody blacker I do? I called up the Geto Boy crew 'Cause My Mind's Playing On Me too
died, surround my crib And F.O.I. makin' nobody creep when I sleep Keep a 9 millimeter in my jeep, When I roll, I gots to roll
goin' out cheap Met the Circle on Cypress Hill 'cause it's so steep They'll never get me, they'll hit me Mother fuck that shit
Now I'm Grab the St. brew so I can max Sittin' by the window 'cause so fuckin' hot And then I heard a shot,