text: Uh
  Uh
  For my one true
  Our runs our rhyme
  For my
  One true
  Our runs our rhyme
  I went from
  Construction Timbs, to Acs with rims
  Flippin mixtapes
  To bitches, feedin me grapes
  Feed my mind state
  Big Poppa flow is lethal
  That weed make my ass wanna kill four people
  Fuck the game, gimme the dame and the Range
  My niggas up to pawn drop-top Jaguars
  Ill blow you when you step in the car
  Thats that superstar
  Status apparatus
  More wiz to Cassius
  Cease, roll the hashes, in the pocket with the nine
  Roll up the whole dime
  As my seats recline
  I want a presidential Roley 
  So I crush
  Emcees to guacamole, makin Robin scream, Holy moley! 
  Big Poppa
  Fuck a cape, Im that Paper
  Crusader
  Playing Sega
  In the wide body Blazer
  I shot dice with a priest and drank yak with a pastor
  So much, me, myself and I know
  My own lord and master
  When your ass was born, it was all on the lawn, and
  When its time to die, youll be all alone, so
  Open up your mind, ball up your knuckle bone, and
  Start taking care of your own
  Nigga
  Everybodys human with the nature of a sinner
  So I look inside myself to gather strength from the inner
  I gots to fight back against the powers that be
  Cause the powers that be, be
  Tryin to fight me
  Standin at the crossroads, but I wasnt by myself
  Some take the right and
  Some take the lefts, but
  Lo and behold
  What do I see
  In the distance
  Some resistance
  Well, I traveled the land, like my man in Kung Fu
  Moshin up this hip hop scene, with my Digable
  Crew
  Now you and you know the science, so dont front
  Cause Brooklyn wont front, naw, we dont front
  In fact
  Its gettin like a daily operation
  Cenilish born, represents my young nation
  And Im facin
  Opposition
  In every form
  So my man choose Squad 7, ours is on a swarm
  Like crazily
  Cause it dont pay to be
  A black man in the land of mental slavery
  They say
  Cash Rules Everything Around Me
  True
  So what I gotta do to be as lavished as you
  I dont roll with no crew
  That do the same ol same
  So I travel the seventh plane, by way of coal train
  Now thats an Ill thought
  Niggas get caught
  In my wisdom
  Because the number 7s like the master of a rhythm
  It aint surprisin
  These motherfuckers still hatin
  They must dont know
  I aint that nigga to be played with
  Its been stated
  Way back in 88
  That a nigga like Mikell stomp the head of a snake
  Now quakes was felt
  When my feet hit the ground
  And fates failed
  When my heat made a sound
  Now
  How did I relate whats gonna fall
  When my niggas made the fuckin final call
  We started out small
  Now we got a staff a nation wide
  1995, how many heads are gonna fly
  With that rootin
  Tootin
  Southside shootin
  Bootin any nigga who aint troopin, with Huey Newton
  Fuck disputin, when its time for a change
  Nigga, what you gon do
  When we rearrange the game
  Blow em out the frame
  With new ideas
  Wes about the game, lyrics puttin me down out here
  For my one true
  Our runs our rhyme
  For my one true
  Our runs our rhyme
  For my one true
  For my one true
  For my
  One true
  Our runs our rhymes
  I stepped in the jam with the guard on my side
  And the guard S.T. is still waitin in the ride
  So I
  Stepped to the DJ and told the DJ, Yo
  Throw the wax on
  How many emcees must get dissed 
  The mist from the blunts smoke
  Decides whos next on my list
  Can you feel the hiss
  From the snake, move in my direction
  No U-turn, you gettin burned from the sun
  In my intersection
  The guard has spoked
  Sword strokin
  If you think you ready for affair
  One, pay ya token
  On my Soul Train 
  Control your brain 
  Buck Town representative
  Breakin down, like a ki of cocaine
  Straight from the lab
  And I still elevate past
  The snakes and the crabs
  Fuck it 
  Its that Funkadelic
  Funk Doctor Spock, inhale it
  Fuck the vest, niggas better start puttin on helmets
  I roam the streets, where theres no peace, relax
  Funk, comin in stacks
  Bullets, hummin from gats
  So I duck
  Lyrical, BUCK BUCK, get stuck
  Im jammin like Smuckers, for all you motherfuckers
  That cause the ruckus
  Then I fix a few stitches
  BLADOW!
  Blast my style pack like Luke bitches
  I foward, foward, high punch and spit the flame
  Like Liu Kang, burning your membranes, when the wind change
  Mad explicit when splifted
  My scriptures
  Leaving your mic boney like that Tales Of The Crypt bitch 
  All yall niggas suck my balls one time
  While I unwind, Im bustin your ass, counterclockwise
  I get Dumb
  But Dumber, why your vision blurred
  For all the loo-hoo-ooh-sers
  Aiyyo
  Mayday, mayday, raise the white flag
  Let the pants sag, fuck a drag 
  Its the low down and Im low-key
  The O.G
  Niggas know me 
  So take it Easy like Mo Bee
  The ex-convict on some Vietnam shit, criminal
  On the subliminal 
  Watch what you women do
  All the bitches wanna know why the frames I ride
  Thats just the rock to clear from the glide
  Bare witness, to my mental fitness, no fear
  Precaution, maybe too severe for your ear 
  Creep around, grown on the down low, let off
  The ground slow, subtle
  And leave you in a puddle
  So I breaker-breaker 1-9
  Cause it aint no sunshine, it aint no sunshine
  Its like
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, its like that
  I can rhyme as long as my dick get pumped
  I grabs the mic and I do what the fuck I want
  I outlast an ignant, white out Philly, youre a Dutch
  Master
  Raw like a natural disaster
  As I
  Crack ya
  Ass like
  Cheap
  Blaster, I might bash ya
  While my tongue lash ya
  When the Rock cruise, I crash ya
  Leave ya like a car wreck
  Then I give a tribute to the Rippa Tech
  And I slash ya
  After, Im sure that youre ghost
  I go see my bro with the fro and we toast
  So the punks pawn a planet, plus every single fool
  Cause without all of yall, Heltah Skeltah wouldnt groove
  What we do
  Puttin your shit to the pave, ending em meeting the gauge
  Live in the land of the brave, crazed, dazed, gotta blaze, amazin, nothin phased
  Bone, my deadly fist of brothers, ruggish, never did take no losses
  Put em all in a coffin, you dearly departed, better off
  Livin the psycho path, so Im down with a buck and a blast, and gettin my chance
  You niggas are fearin my sawed-off
  Blew thee to rest, so fast to blast
  So if you, thinking defeat, you need, to best, be packin your shit, you bitch
  Not that it makes a difference, cause, when we a done with the quickness
  Now Krayzie Bone is buck, buck, buckin em once a
  Gain, enough, to pick a
  Defender, they try to contend us, see, all they gon win is that Mack
  10
  Theres never another to go with a brother, I smother a sucker and go undercover
   nickelll lick it all off, but who was the sucker that screaming the murder
  Creep with the street
  Sweeper
  Better R.I.P., and pray
  The bullet dont put in much work
  But Im a sure, with, shot
  Puttin the bullets just where it hurts, and um
  With a me techll slip up one on the popos, Bone, Bone
  Better be nothing to me, you set up, wet up, get em on the get up, Bone wont let up
  For my one true
  Our runs our rhyme
  For my one
  One
  One true
  For my one true
  Our run
  Our run
  Runs
  Our rhyme
  Hey, you, dont you dare give me no type of argument
  All these devils are mad because we be the most dominant
  Hey
  Hit you with fatness, represent my blackness
  Run up on devils like a savage in pursuit of happiness
  You better believe
  Everytime we come, we come hard
  The undisputed truth is that the black man is God
  Now everytime, I turn around, my people start subtractin
  They cause this shit, then they wonder why we start overreactin
  Hey, ay
  Ay
  You can pick and choose it
  Right before you lose it
  Im a hit you with my music
  Im frying up shit sizzling like cyanide
  Watch me go inside
  Please give me room, yo step aside
  Ha
  Those who commit the ultimate crimes
  Bitches run around like snitches, out there dropping dimes
  Get your shit drawers up out my hammer
  Young survivalist
  Represent the next Black Panther
  I hang with blacks and you hang with whites
  I pack a nine and I dont like fights
  Im from the deepest
  Darkest, ghetto streets of South Central, L.A
  I jack for jewels
  Watch when you bail, its right across the streets
  From hell, and no one want to repent
  Went to the liqour store
  Blast on the cashier, just like I did last year
  Now, tell me, if you was there
  Would you be down
  When them black boys beat
  Reginold Deny to the ground?
  Now, I wouldve be, before I died, I
  Decided for the buck of it
  I tried to rap a rocks for life
  People
  They said, Change that shit
  This is west coast Rap-A-Lot
  I stroll to Houston
  Astros hat a lot
  I sock
  A punk, fool, hit me up
  I run the west and Im up
  Thats suppossin my cause
  Whats the difference between this and hell, but vasoline drawers
  I live a sick lifestyle
  My profile, souls of Menace
  Handlin Bennettes
  To the finish
  If this is
  Cause for action, my people turning to hold a strap, man
  I dont give a damn, South Central, and
  Lookin out for the black man, strugglin with my brother, man
  Roll with the clan
  Bokers Rock to Tazkan
  Its us against the man and Im a damn get shot
  Theyll have to put in the jail cause I aint goin for the pot
  Turn the pigwigs to mop top, for the bullshit to stop
  I got a hood I die for
  Been organized since 64, man
  Jamal gets down, the master of bringing the massacre
  Rollin on Crews/cruise like Pharellies on Acuras
  If you dont believe my steez is real
  You can check the emptiness of my Glock nine mil
  It dont matter which way you come
  I still be the nigga, callin shots with the gun
  I lick one shot, I make your whole squad run
  None 
  Is about to fuck with the sun
  Mally G
  I never kick a rhyme for free
  Function rap skills, I come live like T.V. 
  For all of yall, I come across to be real
  With super shit like Fall Guy
  And lines to make them all die
  Infrared beams, mind full of schemes
  95 until, keep it real, get the cream 
  It dont stop 
  What the fuck
  Fuck around and get dropped, it dont stop
  Know what I mean