There's no stoppin' what can't be No killin' can't be killed There's out there waitin' for us There's somethin' out there for us
You can run but you can't hide from the Night stalker, talker, run and tell them it's the L M Nigga with the gat and I'm Off the everyday that I slay
Rollin' with a fo' chase ya through South Monkey-wrench ho should that, she'll get the bozack 'Cause I'm not stavin', but fuck that Carson ho Never had me on the Night Show
with the shit that'll hit Steady mobbin' 'cause the flavor's There the neighborhood Nigga with the third album, how come he don't off? with the sawed-off gauge
Turn the of the chapter, caught up in the rapture But you know Anita, she can get the Eat 'em up yum and you're Motherfuck Billboard and the editor, comes The Predator
Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but I'll be
Check your head for the new Fuck Laurence Powell and Briseno, Wind and Koon, pretty We'll fuck like they fucked us and won't kiss 'em Riots nothin' but dodge for the system
with the beast, no justice, no peace If any, even if we up Denny are sick of your white man tricks with no treat That's right, now it's on, on
You call me a Muslim, no, I'm not a Still got my vote in, Farrakhan for Of America, I'm tearing ya a new asshole Who's the nigga with the new
Strollin' to your suburb house and I with gas Now cleanin' up trash? Eat 'em up yum and you're Motherfuck Billboard and the editor, comes The Predator
Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out Here The Predator
There's out there waitin' for us
Got my rag showin' and I'm hoin', Ira Reiner Can kiss my grits like Flo, on Diner I'm meaner than a hyena chasin' antelope Put my to your dome, watch it bust like a cantaloupe
I can't a rope, so don't try to hang 'em Talk about dogs, boy I can 'em on your noggin' 'Cause Ice'll your ass like Haagen-Dasz
Chocolate, I get when I catch wreck Even be flippin' the tongue like da-diggity-dung, So who is Ice I'm a rapper, actor, macker Got a problem with the redneck cracker, did the tallywacker
Jerry Heller is a shit packer Comin' a crazy pitch And the Statue of ain't nothin' but a lazy bitch Don't wanna up the crack, to the black
But you'll it racial, if we go and rape the ho But eat 'em up yum and floored Billboard and the editor, I am The Predator
Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out
Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out
They indicated, that when trapped, the activated A self-destruct device, that destroyed, enough rain To cover three hundred city