Ft. Ras Ka**, Royce Da 59, Xzibit and Bishop Lamont
(Intro)
Ah, lions and lakers
I am Ras Ka** presenting ? California for my n***a Bishop Lamont
And representin' the D Apollo Brown
And Nickle, Royce Da 59
(Verse)
I could swim the English Channel wit all these arms I got
Fully automatic karma tryin' to disarm my plot
Im honoring them fights to fight, just wait there
Im giving out beats like the Dre pair
Im coming wit straps like a straight jacket
No, I aint putting nothing on worldstar
Im creeping on yeah, keep it under yo hat like sway hair
Nickel, Razzy and Crook will spark
The thought that will triple alter the book of sharks
I told my Phantom driver, I said 'Phantom driver, take me to the opera
Waited till we got there, then I shot him just so we could look the part
My b**h just sit in my bed and wait fo' me
Even tho all the threads snazzy, she neva wear em
Yo b**h a chicken head, mines is inconspicuous
Even on Twitter, I crack 'er head if she don't use an egg ?
I've been possessed since the nature of the threat drop
Jordan shoe of recording, ya a who*e to yo label, yo label a sweatshop
(Hook)
I feel so inspired, neva kneel to a false messiah
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
Push me, I'm no liar, flatten ya n***as like four flat tires
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
(Verse 2)
I'm higher than yo ascending messiah
On the original Easter, supernatural creature
I'm tryin' to Worldstar erry muthaf**in' feature
Kick ya while you're down in the face, Sharkeisha
n***as is lame, playing a knockout game
I hope all yo mothers get the same, real talk
This is hiphop on bath salts
I be in the streets like lanes, litter and asphalt
Why am I such an a**hole? Probably my dad's fault
It's an Austin thing, n***a, lil rock, big cop
Time is money, the guap is ticktock
Landed a cop in the jungles, me and Rick Rock
Hopped out and showed the Bloods respect
Cuz I love the West, plus I got love fo' Hex Murda
That means I love the D, waddup tho?
My Cal d'in b**h gun tote, Nickel play the snub nose
So run home
I be seeing rappers out standing in the front row
Secondhand blunt smoke
Fo' my n***as in the pen playing tunk tho
Brin' em eighty five off that thirty six months tho
(Hook)
I feel so inspired, neva kneel to a false messiah
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
Push me, I'm no liar, flatten ya n***as like four flat tires
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
(Verse 3)
I can show ya how real style gets spit
Lava, underwater
Volcanic my standard, I incinerate yo blah blah
Ya 2 green, new to this thing
Ya soft n***as sweet like guava
I like my b**hes kinky, swallow nut like German lager
Speaking of German, I go off like V2s
My word play is D-Day if I choose
I'm unenthused wit ya phony dudes and yo crews
Ya Ali G in Borat
Talk sh**, I'm on yo front porch like a doormat
What ya say?
I'm So Cal, Carson City my locale
I've been at this since n***as used to go see Cal
Yeah, ya ride my dick, 2 many on it like a slave ship
My penmanship's a scorpion's tail tip, poison
Deadly, I put lead in ya, mo' guts the merrier
I'mma get ya s**a pack like Hayes but neva slipping
Slip the clip in, it's a wrap, get mummified
Play Egyptian, Mumm-Ra, cartoon, yo description
Make ya poof like Harry who? I'm no magician
Listen, phony formats, don't f** wit none of that
(Hook)
I feel so inspired, neva kneel to a false messiah
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
Push me, I'm no liar, flatten ya n***as like four flat tires
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
Getting higha than giraffe p**y
Getting higha than giraffe p**y