ooooh we have returned yeah show you how to flow again it s the rap rule again yo yo street meth we ride like a c and o j i runs up on you in broad days i m a loose link i carry s the heaterz always small timers get left for dead in the hallways it s that ill breed move in warp speed follow my lead let me procede i m that o g you re not in my league i put the smackdown on you killer clown m c s i rock for all my niggas that s why i hurt to be here okay let me see here stat land crooked letter is i we back man harder than a dick on viagra gettin a lap dance hittin like a back hand as if we in a game of spades and y all renig john blaze not the clothing cuz some of that is slum cut they jeans mad young in the crooked letter i it s do or die shit every man fights to stay alive in the crooked letter i you should not try meth tical streetlife killa bee why stingy with my dough even stingier with dojia you ll never go broke long as i owe ya maintain your composure or party over for stank bitches who get it twisted like yoga holla for a dollar yea and y all ain t gotta go home who stay lo like jennifer won t see me a lot but when you see vivica tell her she a fox  we rollin big truck sittin on chrome talkin to a bird on the bat phone zonin out the area roamin the closest you could come to my style maybe is clonin the omen niggas is holdin run up watch me put one up in your colon tinseltown town thugs in the club like chicks posin lambchop niggas is sheep in wolf clothing beware danger shoot off your flares warn all your dogs the stat never that y all don t come out til the coast is clear street i fears no one you all thumbs i probably murder you with your gun when i start lettin off you straight chicken broth we holes in your terrycloth double o 3 long time no see who mind parts seas and cause blind to see some think this industry is just all rhyme and g then he make it to the door and he can t find the key don t know what it be to make y all follow my lead or make this pretty thing on her knees swallow my seed if rap wasn t rap no more what would it be i don t know i d be zonin sometime must be the weed that s that shit yeah homicide housing loose linx carlton fisk d c rest in peace to the million dollar kid y sick eyes size 7 big nut what up homicide housing 2