Yoengineer turn me upyo
I started off in the underground
From mono to stereonow I'm surround sound
Blowing through your tubesleaving holes through your speakers
Cracking through your tweetersmy frequency's off the meter
Jam packed arenas from here to Bangkok
I'm ahead of my time like Jimi Hendrix playing Woodstock
MeI'm playing Hoodstock before I had the dreadlocks
I use to reminisce "Should I do music or sell rocks?"
Wrote my own propsliving in the PJ's
That's when the Angel came to you and said "It's all a Masquerade"
Eyes with no facesspeakers with no lace
I feel that Earth's spinninbut I'm standin in the same space
With no trace of what happened last night
I seen two fiends fighting over a crack pipe
Now I'm watching TVmy antennae was a close hanger
Blurry visionMister McGee HunnDavid Banner
Flip the datathe kids was wearin bandanas
Totin hammers aimin at your medulla oblongata
Blaow blaowa young thug with a slim figure
The romantic type like the movie "Castle Blanca"
Herbssell 'em oncegot busted by undercover
Buyermy supplier was a Gypsy cab driver
That's when I realize I need to find a new hustle
Living in the jungle to get taught became my muscle
I strive through snake eyes who wanted me crucified
I thought that I was drowning but I was getting baptized
Now beholdI heard you sold 20 mill'
But with no street credibilityyour overkill
You ain't realtalkin bout keep it gangsta
Phonyif you knew the gangstas sent me to shank you
Gank yougank youtie up your ankles
And if that ain't enoughtI call Henchman's to linch you
Nowat the funeralI can see the Priest bless you
But in the after lifeI'ma still touch you
Knockin on heavens dooryour beggin to get in
That's when the center man greets you with the face of Satan
Now you look frightened in the belly of the whale
That's when the warden say "I wanna welcome you to hell"
Foolsis 5 bucksget off the phonetimes up
I seen him cut from his head to his nuts
You wish you wouldn'twish you couldn'twish it got to me
Cause you screamin so loud that a deaf man can hear
Back to the silenceno more droppin science
Er'body rappin about diamonds and violence
And they ain't are'sall they do is charge credit cards
And when the bill comesthey blame it on the rap stars
Now how you figure? I ain't rent a car
I wasn't at the spaI ain't by the bar
Now here's a jewel when you get your first record deal
Don't subject yourself to the mass appeal
First Classcaviar in the vel'
In the new S Class with the Jordan wheels
Rememberthe music in the streets like the streets
You know the cold of the streetser'body tryin to eat
The evidence is concreteI'm tired of the same song
You take me howyou must be high off heroin
Sharper than I ever beenthis one gon get a 10
RappersI'ma murder y'all with your own medicine
I move with faithI never have doubt
I'm so hungry you will think I'm just coming out
But I been here beforefrom "Blun" to "The Score"
To "The Carnival"Ecleftic World Tour
I'm causin whoreswaitin in the back doors
They want me to rock they boat and shift they more short
That's when the Father said "Take me to this lesson"
They wanna cut your hair like Deliala did Sampson
I felt thatso I went back to my format
Raps and backpackgats for carjacks
Hats for pussycatscause AidsI don't want that
And for the DJ'shere's something y'all can scratch
Technique 12Benito hits the watts
Hypnotize the crowdthe dance floor is jam packed
Now sing along like a negro spiritual
No one got shot tonightit's a miracle
What's this I heary'all wanna take my spot?
You got a better chance putting a gorilla in a headlock
I'm too focusedI can see through your lens
You ain't a Gjust a wanna beKingpin said...
"The next timey'all wanna pay for protection
I suggest that you hit up the Haitian Sicilians"
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