| When the smoke clears | |
| You know who gon' be there | |
| When the smoke clear yo | |
| Thats all we got to tell y'all right now | |
| Y'all know who gon' be standing there right | |
| See its our destiny to count | |
| G's an' a semi-squeeze | |
| Shoot the breeze, volley how the computers might freeze | |
| So Im'a store water, guns, can foods and keep order | |
| We spaz out you cats prepare for the slaughter | |
| The struggle savoir, got my temple on the border | |
| Line, ready to corner you off and get ???, said it | |
| Screwball, read the credit, get your whole team wetted (Yo) | |
| You dealin with some loose cannons (Yo) ready to dead shit | |
| I heard the world was over ahit suppose to blow like supernova's (Uh huh) | |
| Im on the hill high off the real, pumpin my ?bolos? (Yeah) | |
| Prediction told us turn into rollers, don't let the street control us (What happened) ' | |
| Cuz when those crackers pull the plug they gonna creeep the holders | |
| I send my deacon donors, black re-bels, who kill de-vels and move through cells we rule this hell (Screwball) | |
| Make it picture pefect cock it back and lay it out | |
| Bomb the White | |
| House run up in the pentagon and spray it out | |
| Chorus: Hey hey hey, do all they talk about is | |
| Y2K (Y2Kayyy) | |
| Hey hey hey, load it up and let the tech nine spray (*Buck buck buck buck*) | |
| Hey hey hey, do all they talk about is | |
| Y2K (Y2Kayyy) | |
| Hey hey hey, load it up and let the tech nine spray (*Buck buck buck buck*) | |
| How many times sour limes and coronas | |
| Powerful crimes in | |
| America, corna' to corna' | |
| What'choo wanna do, cops huntin you | |
| Aimin for the kill, layin still | |
| Permanent forever chill in heavens field | |
| Spreadin doin' deals, more electric than eels | |
| Respectin the reals, countin what'choo build ? | |
| Prepare was heal? journey, with hard times | |
| Examine it, playa's have money at random | |
| Sittin pretty, sayin come and get me (First line overlaps last line) | |
| Standin infront of the gates of hell | |
| Smackin niggas, pullin out the gat on niggas | |
| Sold crack, plus | |
| Im a rappin nigga | |
| I got rhymes for days, | |
| I got gats that blaze | |
| Ready for motherfucking war | |
| See this is whatcha'll wanted, you know it got to be me (Screw B) | |
| Everybody talkin 'bout they whips with the | |
| TV I need some of this motherfucking rap money | |
| I'm sick of this motherfuckin funny crack money | |
| Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas, y'all don't worry me | |
| Screw B, Q | |
| B, from here to eternity (To eternity) | |
| Chorus |
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