Stop as I drop this up this place like another Vietnam I'm heavy a Holyfield blow to the dome up son now give me room, give me room
I set it off this, don't give it up I'm all up in you till you just get enough I'm real hard to the bone you more I sneak up on you like a sniper at your door
Phat flavor for your you know the time So check the wrath it's for 'cause I'm gonna get mine I up on you like Eastwood I'm blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through your
I butter like Parkay Real smooth with the flow and even when I Do what you feel and the skill I'm in your grill, this I got the raw deal
And in your Jeep or Land Cruiser through the hood I know you're gonna use a Track this all up in your eardrum So the E.Q. and let the speakers hum
We gets crazy Prozac Hype to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets like Prozac enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack
We crazy like Prozac Hype to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy Prozac enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack
Go and it I think it's time to wreck it Here I come again with my stuff, so test it I'm like the ice, or Vanilla, hear my flavor Freezin' up the mic, I hit you somethin' you can savor
No slippin', no stonin', I am to the point So hit the mad ism and another joint The easy like stylist with a kick I'm kicking No tripping, I'm hitting, so get a grip 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 to tear it up And if you can't get with it, I don't give a So run to your and tell them I am here This here is for the people, yo
We gets crazy like Hype enough to a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like Hype enough to start a party and has a heart attack
We gets crazy Prozac Hype enough to a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy Prozac Hype enough to start a party and illy has a attack
Oh Oh
It's the funky killer, the dope song thriller Get your ass back, you get caps in ya Funky rhyme killer, the song thriller Get ass back, before you get caps in ya Funky rhyme killer, the song thriller Get your ass back, before you get in ya
We gets crazy like enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like Hype enough to a party and illy has a heart attack
We gets crazy like Hype enough to start a party and has a heart attack We gets crazy Prozac Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart