i spark like a blunt s tip somethin cavi makin greene like mitch gives rap vocals dispatch with every attempt to have this game shook up when dre cook up every thug look up chronic got me on tilt eyes bloodshot heavy built lay a nigga out like quilt clear to gill i rock for rollers from lowriders to henny toasters cut off dead weight to keep my formulas kosher accept no imitations dre losin his stack is slim as chances of michael jackson gettin his black fans back my reputation s like a tec 9 knock out the best in a circle three minutes wreck time see the hand is faster than the eye can chase it dre b real soul assassins got potential buttons activated no illusion i have you caught up in the rapture executive decisions from the motherfucking puppet masters you are the puppet i pull your string i m makin moves i m the master causing you to do what you do puppet masters we re pullin strings killin kings countin all pinky rings seizin control of the whole game i took a pull from the blunt inhaled it blew the smoke from my lungs into the world of hip hop civilians turn into soldiers by the millions assassins we multiply by the masses masters of the game every move you make through manipulation is the move i choose for you to take you see what i want you to see and you turn into whatever i want you to be whatever it be enemy or ally the aftermath results in soul assassins worldwide from coast to coast i got soldiers on post injectin you with the high funk overdose dre and the hill stayin real all you non believin ass niggas get your cap peeled executive order make your time shorter get your recorder play it back puff your chronic sack your mind body and soul have been captured and taken captive by the motherfuckin puppet masters  the soul assassin button has now been activated dr dre and b real are providin the verbal abuse any unauthorized duplication without the consent of my nigga muggs may be fatal that s right this is comin to you directly from the hill y all all rights reserved1