Samples from beginning] [Wyclef] He looked at my permit and said, "Get out the car" I'm about to bring the earth, wind, and fire life from Shining
and dump on it and send a couple of boys to that corner of yours and role out with a nigga slumped on it you see Black fall back son me and Shak up
: (feat. Bahamadia) [Black Thought] Yeahh.. To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind All my peoples that be knowin the time; c'mon and push
Verse Three: Livin the life of limos and lights Airplanes and trains Short days and long nights Keyboards and mics Bass chords and drum kicks And my
time! [Samples from beginning] [Wyclef] He looked at my permit and said, "Get out the car" I'm about to bring the earth, wind, and fire life from
's civil. In the middle of re-al-it-y Unsolved mys-ter-ies riddle, Knockin' over fat cats, And gettin' my thoughts off bits and kibbles. On note pads
Game (walking down the avenue) Game (always coppin' somethin' new) [INF-Black] What you know about gangstas, thugs and real niggaz Niggaz that get pussy, and
the aroma, catch those who love me My underground dirty cats on dune buggies I be the type to take your watch and flaunt it Kidnap T. Lewis and Jimmy
pussy down with the Harlem Heat (Uh, huh) All a sudden niggaz got a problem wit me (Black, what happened?) They run around actin' like the black don't care eat And
' scared tryin' snatch mine I murder niggaz, like you on the humble tip And use murderin' al, 'cause he don't bull shit They scared of me, so they ran and
An they know when it?s time To handle business nigga lay low Presentin' more urban tales of crack sales An black mail, an black males, peelin' black
, hustle on ya check Get cho' spine, get cho' neck broke Fuckin' field cats and chat No Limit nigga, real nigga, who Don't give a fuck when you dead and
Watch the aroma, catch those who love me My underground dirty cats on dune buggies I be the type to take your watch and flaunt it Kidnap T.Lewis and
my toes G'd up, spill gin and juice on brand new clothes Pulled up, hit a switch and dropped the back On the prowl in a black hat lookin' for cats I
what up if i loan you tweny you know you got to gimme back forty i feel like a black democrat over throwin these n***as rats killin tracks fitted cats sittin over my wisdom black
millenium, got me in mo' for killin' 'em Green backs, I want a mil (of) 'em! But don't minimum, strictly max out, the ol's put the black out Niggaz be
, and the rails, and the tracks and the tacks, and the black and the bats, and the shrivelled shrill lights trip and laugh over the weeds and the blossoms, and throats open shut and
, One time! [Samples from beginning] [Wyclef] He looked at my permit and said, "Get out the car" I'm about to bring the earth, wind, and fire life