[05:32.00]Steppin up out the shadows I comes equipped to wreck
[05:32.00]Hold up just a sec Coolio I'm on deck (Malika)
[05:32.00]Yeap the diction is on point
[05:32.00]Causin, friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
[05:32.00]That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
[05:32.00]Like the body cool, keep the strap up by the naughties
[05:32.00]Niggie trippin why you beam us I don't step up with no bullshit
[05:32.00]See that there it's clip for this stickup on the hip
[05:32.00]Peep the correct way to get your pimp on
[05:32.00]Let me hit the bong oh and my mind's quite strong
[05:32.00]Wreck it nice and proper if it's on I'm finsta to stop her
[05:32.00]If I'm swingin for the knockout, best believe I'm fits to drop her
[05:32.00]Ninety-five's on poppin, representin I keep stompin
[05:32.00]Throw up my fists just like this when I'm mobbin
[05:32.00]I killed the last, killed the ass, with my ninety-five drive
[05:32.00]I'm deep like Denzel with my Crimson Tide, nigga
[05:32.00]Like Chaka Khan, I tell you something good
[05:32.00]I'm Hi-C like Spike Lee within Tales from the Hood
[05:32.00]You need it, I'll feed it, baby check the size
[05:32.00]Have you Goin' Down like Mary J. Blige
[05:32.00]When it's poppin like this, you can't be a coward
[05:32.00]Shorty freaks fuckin beats like Adina Howard
[05:32.00]My squad is hard, with players, and hustlers
[05:32.00]No toleration, for fakers and busters
[05:32.00]Fuckin with me with all honesty
[05:32.00]You get bombed rap songs coming constantly
[05:32.00]Bumpin G-15's, Westside scene
[05:32.00]Killin the competition, while making a fuckin green
[05:32.00]So ring, around the rosie, and mosey to the Rosie
[05:32.00]And I want you to know G
[05:32.00]We bust and cuss and kick up dust
[05:32.00]Don't none of y'all niggas want to fuck with us
[05:32.00]So what's the time? It's time to get real
[05:32.00]Why you bust your rhyme? Cause I got skills
[05:32.00]We bust and cuss and kick up dust
[05:32.00]Don't none of y'all niggas want to fuck with us
[05:32.00]So what's the time? It's time to get real
[05:32.00]Why you bust your rhyme? Cause that's how I bail
[05:32.00]Watch me, swallow this nickel and shit five pennies
[05:32.00]I'm the loc'est of them all though the rat is kinda skinny
[05:32.00]How many linny and squidgy think they can see me?
[05:32.00]I'm from Compton where even in the summer niggas wear beanies
[05:32.00]Bustin lyrics sharper than razor blades catch it from head to toe
[05:32.00]If you're shocked, then amazed, when you see me at my stage show
[05:32.00]For my stage show beat em up
[05:32.00]40 Thevz gettin busy rockin coast to coast
[05:32.00]Dogs the most rap the hoes then rocks em up
[05:32.00]Givin it up for hip-hop vicitims how should I drop em and then pop em
[05:32.00]For poppin like to get what I got, and I ain't got a whole lot of nuthin
[05:32.00]Cuz I been ruffin and scuffin so give it up when I'm bustin or get to duckin
[05:32.00]Cuz I ain't given em nuthin
[05:32.00]Fools can't get none, so fuck em!
[05:32.00]Let me rock the motherfuckin mic
[05:32.00]Smoke a whole stick of dynamite, then fight all night
[05:32.00]I got jabs like a welterweight champion
[05:32.00]The pocket-pincher purse-snatcher pistol-packin
[05:32.00]Quick to get it crackin
[05:32.00]Went from jackin to rappin to runnin with a pack of mad men
[05:32.00]Pull a trick out my sleeve like Aladdin
[05:32.00]Some fool tried to play me for a punk I had to have him like
[05:32.00]Lunch or dinner, he's just a beginner
[05:32.00]Fuckin with a winner, number one contender top dog
[05:32.00]Head nigga in charge runnin with a group of hogs
[05:32.00]40 Thevz, MAAD Circle, Cat, and Crowbar
[05:32.00]Best to put your daughter
[05:32.00]Wack ass rappers get tossed up
[05:32.00]Trying to come in here with that garbage
[05:32.00]My crew see the dopest and the hardest
[05:32.00]So clear the path or get your punk ass Bogart-ed
[05:32.00]We bust and cuss and kick up dust
[05:32.00]Don't none of y'all niggas want to fuck with us
[05:32.00]So what's the time? It's time to get real
[05:32.00]Why you bust your rhyme? Cause we got skills
[05:32.00]I peep game and get recognized, buyin all the hard liquor
[05:32.00]Toothpick and beady-dyin
[05:32.00]Bitch you got dealt, peeled your cap the other way
[05:32.00]Like a reversible Louis-Vuitton Gucci belt
[05:32.00]And ain't nothin crackin
[05:32.00]For them niggas steppin up with the funk I'm packin Tinactin
[05:32.00]Cause I be earnin stripes in tight bunches
[05:32.00]All the homies carry nines I carry rhymes in sucker punches
[05:32.00]What? Tootsie, my knees don't bend
[05:32.00]Just like that actor Hoffman I be Dustin off men often
[05:32.00]Jaywalkin over your coffin with an eleven-shot loss and
[05:32.00]John wrecked that Austin won't soften you're lost and
[05:32.00]See arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin
[05:32.00]Stalking lofts men to New York and in between
[05:32.00]So take caution, leave the flossin for dental hygiene
[05:32.00]Mental plus my gene equals nasty young bastard
[05:32.00]The raps be lung mastered takin vinyl's virginity
[05:32.00]Coincidentally I run shit like Walter Payton
[05:32.00]Niggas player hatin cause I spoke like a Dayton
[05:32.00]I kick the bass like Ron Carter at the Carter when
[05:32.00]CMB came strollin
[05:32.00]Blowin niggas up like when Mookie's stupid ass got caught smokin
[05:32.00]Figure, your stigma is lack of enigma
[05:32.00]So bitch-ass niggas better step, like the Delta Sigma Thetas
[05:32.00]We don't give a fuck, fools better duck
[05:32.00]39 deep in the back of Wino's truck
[05:32.00]Like robbin in the paint, fool think I ain't?
[05:32.00]Your crew is on stank, that's why I'm pullin rank
[05:32.00]I rev like a motor float ON like a boat to
[05:32.00]Kick a style like Tical from here to North Dakota
[05:32.00]The ambassador of funk with amps in the trunk
[05:32.00]And when it's time to rock a mic I won't be no punk
[05:32.00]I bring death to the evil and power to the people
[05:32.00]My name ain't Steve Miller but I Fly Like an Eagle
[05:32.00]Don't play me for a chump, I get around like Gump
[05:32.00]And I, got more con in my verse than Chuck
[05:32.00]And you don't want no motherfuckin problems here
[05:32.00]Cuz I can round up a posse like Paul Revere
[05:32.00]Your whole crew'll get took out, turned out, shook out
[05:32.00]Burned up like a cookout, so fools better look out
[05:32.00]Fresh out the penalty box
[05:32.00]Sportin a stockin cap, cut off dickies, and some high-top striped socks
[05:32.00]The freestyle fanatic psychosomatic back at it causing static
[05:32.00]With lyrics still as tight as a strait jacket
[05:32.00]The last in line but one of the first to get wit cha
[05:32.00]Bringin more terror to MC's than a Michigan militia
[05:32.00]Click click boom, nigga fuck your crew
[05:32.00]It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin over pissin in your stage monitor
[05:32.00]Socket you think that you can fuck with mine in your wildest dreams
[05:32.00]You best to wake up and apologize
[05:32.00]Niggas penitentiary yearn me cuz I, burn like Parker
[05:32.00]But anyway, half of y'all couldn't see me with a pair of Blu Blockers
[05:32.00]The lyrical night stalker stalking at night in a pair of creased Khakis
[05:32.00]Chuck Taylors, my pistol grip tight
[05:32.00]Dub-C, that nigga from Westside MAAD Circle
[05:32.00]Ay man! Ay ay
[05:32.00]What's up Wino?
[05:32.00]Uh like loc, it's like late, let's get the fuck up out of here
[05:32.00]Are we out?
[05:32.00]Yeah yeah fuck it
[05:32.00]Fuck it, MAAD Circle bitch!