If I gotta go out I'm goin out "Full Metal Jacket" style
Reverse suicide to do or die
I'm broke I lost my deal my car my brawl
And me and my landlord we at war for the rent
Yo E and Keith it's time to rob and steal
See that First National Bank? I'm showin my grill
Fuck a mask and a glove I'm worldwide for drugs
Turn the TV on that's me on America's
Most Wanted for most blunted
That tricky shit you did, I done it
We rock gear for deer huntin
When we do jobs, me and my dogs ready to get it
Snatch you out the five series like I'm winnin the pennant
Even at 112 degrees, sky's the limit
Sodomized the style till you idolized the finish
Sucker emcees get stuck too, fuck you
And if you blink, Im 'a show you shit I be up to
Cause if the shit gets thick, (we stick a motherfucker)
And if you actin all that, (we stick a motherfucker)
And if we lose our jobs, (we stick a motherfucker)
Yo yo yo, yo, yo yo yo, yo, (we stick a motherfucker)
I know you niggas checkin me out, yo yo yo, yo
I know you niggas checkin me out, ha ha ha, yo
I know you niggas checkin us out, ha ha
I know you niggas checkin me out, yo yo
Who want the Source, the E got 65 mics
So i guess, I got shit that motherfuckers like
Some rappers, they choose to be disobedient
Dummies, advance your skills from intermediate
I'm suave with it, my rhyme I play with it
I cut the style up, and DJ with it
Can you help me? Ask Bill Bellamy what's the jam of the week
When he speak, it be something I freak
Who gives a fuck, I show and prove, I got juice
Drop my drawers and let mt balls hang loose
The green eyed bandit, shuts it down quic
