THE PHONE RANG, IT WAS A GUY THAT I KNEW AND HE SAID,THEY'RE GUILTY EVERY fu*kIN' COUNT HE SAYS THEY'RE DONE (ANDRE) TIGER, I THINK YOU BETTER GET IT RIGHT 'cause sh*t GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT CAME UP OUT THA GUTTA' NOW IT'S ALL bu*tA' AND WITH MY BLADE I CUT LIKE NO OTHER THE RUNNIN' OF THE BULLS, MUTHAfu*kA IT'S THE MATADOOR PEP MY NEW REEW SHOES ON THE MARBLE FLOOR ROLL AROUND LIKE A COPO, EATIN' ON CHICKEN I SHOOTIN' WITH MY EYES CLOSE HOPE I AIN'T MISSIN' FIRIN' UP WEED TILL THE EARLY MORNIN' IT'S A LIL BIT LONLEY SINCE MY GIRL IS GONE GOT MY SO CALLED ENEMIES YEA IM BACK AND YOU COP su*kA fu*kAS GOTTA DEAL WITH THAT 'cause IM LOOSE LIKE GUN POWDA' HITTIN' IN THA' CANNON FLY BY ME don't THINK ABOUT LANDIN' THINK ABOUT CRASHIN' 'cause IM ABOUT TO FALL AND NOT BEFORE I BREAK THESE LAWS MUTHAfu*kA IT'S THE DEVILS HEART BEATING IN YOUR EAR HEAR GOES THE CONTRACT SOLD MY CAREER AND IM CHILLIN RIGHT HEAR MUTHAfu*kA IN THE PHYSICAL FORM GREW MY HAIR BACK JUST SO I CAN HIDE MY HORNS NA MEAN I'VE SEEN THE RYMES ON THE SCENE MY RAP SOUND BETTER WITH CRIME ON THE SCENE FILLMO DOWN KAMIKAZE A RAP GOTTA HAVE A WEED SACK WITH MY PARTY PACK IT'S LIKE THAT sh*t CAN HEEL LIKE ROW MELLOW STIR IT UP TILL THE ROCKS UP AND TURN YELLOW HEAVILY FIBER it's THE GOD OF KHAN WISHES OF MY VERDIGO PASSES ON KNOCKIN' ON THE PEARLY GATES HIGH OFF BOMB AND YOU CAN SEE MY LIFE IF YOU READ MY PALM ITS LIKE THAT CEAZAR ENRICO BANDELLO.... FRANSICO... AND ANRECO....(A COUPLE OF TIMES) CHECK THIS OUT don't MOVE I HOLD YOU LIKE A SLOW GROVE IN MY MIND AND MY SOUL IMA BREAK RULES GETTA NEW CREW IT'S SOMETHING LIKE THE COYOTE GANG COMIN' DOWN ON YOUR TOWN LIKE BLACK RAIN BLUNTS IN CUTS AN' WRAPPED UP IN THE INDICA RHYMES ARE RIPPED AND HOLLOW TIPS WHEN THEY HITTIN' YA MAN THEY REALLY AINT A FRIEND OF YA SO IT AIN'T NO POPPIN' MY MIND WHEN THEY GETTIN' YA TURN LIKE A TOP SPITTIN' COLP IT GETS TELL A RECORD LABEL DIE IF THEY HOLD THE CHECK 'cause it's RIGHT HERE HOMIE THE FETISH FOR CASH YOU GET IT, THEN YOU SPLIT IT THEN YOU HIT IT AN' MASH YOU TALK LIKE A SQUIRREL I HOPE YOU AINT A SQWILLA YOU LOOKIN AT A NEWER FOOL RAP DRUG DEALLA TAKE FLIGHT BUCKLE UP LIKE A PLANE RIDE WHY OH WHY DO I REMAIN HIGH SHOOTIN AT THE SKY that's OVER MY HEAD HOPING THAT THE BULLETS ALL WAKE THE DEAD LOUD ENOUGH DAT IT EVEN SHAKE THEY BED BUT QUIET ENOUGH DAT IT don't ATTRACT THE FEDS BECAUSE I FLY LIKE A BAT OUTTA' HELL That's FOR REAL THINK LIKE A PRISONER SITTIN IN JAIL WHEN IT COMES TO THESE RYMES BETTA' GET THE SCALE OR ACT LIKE YOUR BLIND fu*kING READ IT IN BRAILLE ni**a CRIME FAIL NO CRIME ON THE RIDE ALL IN YOUR EYES it's A SIGN OF THE TIMES HEAVILY FIBER it's THE GOD OF KHAN WITNESS AS MY VERDIGO PASSES ON STANDIN AT THE PEARLY GATES HIGH OFF BOMB AND YOU CAN SEE MY LIFE IF YOU READ MY PALM CEAZOR ENRICO BANDELLO.... FRANSICO... AND ANRECO....(A COUPLE MORE TIMES) (SONG FADES)