What, yeah, John McClane Harold the and the Waterproof With my nigga Bud'da, on the Golden State Eatin' every rapper on the Huh, me
I got three-oh-fo's in On section eight, with one-eighty-sevens Sport a Marilyn Manson t-shirt I die and go to Heaven Smoke a beady, my lungs, smoke the resin
Remember the name Ras Get to clownin' y'all punk bitches I'm a Mac, like Ronald I make Mac make money and mack murder rappers My Makaveli verse First, the Mac-11'll gat cha
When I get at cha, the situation Fatality before you reach your senses Got so-called writers, crashing into fences Like my name was Al Fayed so you die, like that 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 next of kin
a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one with a It's card molly they ever 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 It's card molly they ever stop? not Pull spine through your mouth And watch your drop
The un-edited medic, on the cut, with a in metaphysics A doctor, a lot of patience and perseverance Flows like an ocean liner that like a clearance I'm bilingual fly like a flamingo, I'm a
Everything I I eat like Al Pacino You like me baby You happy, you need some Ecstasy Now you in my properties but you to pay my equity
For the lowest in my character I'll reach the highest in the house when I rock Like the Quaran, fuse hot, fluid with flavor like billion Been this way since I was
And like this I been runnin' shit the use of Sports creme Rippin' up tracks immigrant Chinese, peep the game I lay I'm grim, I brim over my brow I rip Never rhymes with slim fingertips
syllable you choose to use Is light as a Keep to go gold But all you're gettin' is a golden
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Pick a any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one a bullet It's three molly Will ever stop? not Pull your spine your mouth And your body drop
Look, now if it for the West rap niggaz wouldn't need a vest around they chest Keep bustin' where you rest And what you own and what you So the day some niggaz come for you I'm really not
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 meet me at the Put you on the spot to put you on the
Fricasseed emcee, we be the that keep the pussy hot livin' life, like a bull inside a china shop Strippin' everything, see you ain't even got a dime to Go ahead and call the cops, you ain't said
Jerry Spring-you out the studio, then Suge you To the parkin' lot, niggaz ain't for all this heat we got Picture yourself crushin' Xzibit with your talk That's like Christopher Reeves the crip walk
a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one a bullet It's three card Will ever stop? not Pull your spine through mouth And watch your drop
Pick a card any card, I bet you can't it Golden State, number one with a It's three card Will they ever not Pull your through your mouth And watch your body