Hey, don’t miss out on what you’re passing
You’re missing the hootah
Of the funky buddha
Eluder
Of your fucked-up styles, I get wicked
So come on as Cypress starts to kick it
‘Cause we’re like the outlaws stridin’
While suckers are hidin’
Jump behind the bush when you see me drivin’
By
Hanging out the window
With my magnum taking out some putos
Acting kind of loco
I’m just another local
Kid from the street getting paid from my vocals
Here is something you can’t understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can’t understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can’t understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can’t understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can’t understand
I’m ignoring all the dumb shit
Yo, because nothing is coming from it
I’m not gonna waste no time fuckin’ around my gat straight humming
Hummin’, Coming at ya
Yeah ya know I had to gatt ya
Time for some action
Just a fraction of friction
I got the clearance
To run the interference
Into your satellite
Shining a battle light
Sen got the gatt and I know that he’ll gatt you right
Here’s an example