ah yeah you know what i m sayin ant banks in the house kickin it with the boy spice 1 comin at your dome hey spice let it be known nigga spice 1 with the 31 flavors i be takin my time so the suckers catch my vapors on the dope track rollin like a mac 10 i m a fool when i m fuckin with a fifth a gin fly into the ass of a beat like a buckshot so damn dope i could be sold up on a drug spot this is a section of my many styles but my direction is to take mcs for many miles so peter piper packed a perfect pickle peter well i pack a muthafuckin milimeter where in my trunk with the bump and the funk slam another brother like me sayin god damn fact one i m insane to my fuckin brain open up my mind and blast like it s a hurricane you re in front of a firin squad and my job is just to let it be known let it be known rolling up past a junkie in my delta 88 with two a s in my lap and my aim is kind of straight lots of static up in my rhyme bitches clingin up to my noun gettin dope like a kilo or an ounce or a pound bitin up on my rhymes tell me how much you can chew up niggas up in the rearview with his brains col blew up i am not the one not the two or the three a i be what is known as s p i c e let it be known yeah let it be known  dope how muthafuckin funky can a nigga get comin with the shit ya can t fuck with after a murda i ma step and then i couldn t see ya lockin him up inside my mind like in santa rita 187 muthafucka kickin that funky shit ya just can t get enough of spice the nigga that s icy like a popsickle hard as a nickel muthafuckas act fickle bet yet it tickle cause the nine got the back side so i kick em cause the bullet take em for a ride on a long trip get in your shit and dip 187 up in the tape deck with the muder shit takin a ship to the dome spice 1 is in the house mutherfucker so let it be known yeah mutherfucker let it be known 4 1 5 is my hood that s where i m from bitch black steel is my brother fuck with me you ll get dissed boom boom to the head now your body s numb i ll punk you out and slap your bitch and get a fifth a rum there you are c b bannern all your casualties that s what you get you fuck the 1 8 7 faculty i m a fool to my bone that s what s goin on my boy got static so i used this mobile telephone it was busy so i hung up and i called twice he said who is it i said it s m c muthafuckin spice he told me someone sold my boy up like some col d slaw pack your nine i ll pump the beat up in the jaguar i push the brakes and smash the gas and started smokin shit picked up my phone and called my posse from the oakland bitch shot to the city like a nine to the boat yard we chopped him up and sent his fingers with the postcard think i m insane no i m just a little senile and plus i m caught up in this mutherfuckin freestyle and all you suckers must a had a fuckin payday nutty to fuck with s p i c e on any day i m so insane that my mind is gone check it out mutherfucker let it be known1