beyond the clouds Something heavy coming down tonight It's in my blood It was a bright night When my soul went out of hell It's in my blood Feel I was
' but blood thug crime though Shots in the spinal from my rivals Cross the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, drop the top, we'll mess around Shit, it's
G's connect Thieves nigga direct the trees to the smoke fest Wanna take a toke? Yes, the newest zone I'm in I'm like Smithsonian nigga, fuck it call me
my crew Lemme hear you say fire it up (fire it up) Say fire it up (fire it up) To all my dogs that's straight blunted Run around in the 500 All day
I sit each night Write my rhymes with blood upon a butcher knife You say, "The Ice is ill", an' ill I am They try to ban my shit and I don't give a damn
I'm on top of my game and it don't stop, 'til my hip don't hop anymore When you so good that you can't say it, 'cause it ain't even cool for you to sound
hot like blowing up bru-spots, Kuz it's thursday night and the night is young, 4-day weekend tryin to have some fun, DJ throw 'em up, drop them joints, kuz everybody's
should be a thrill, got the fellas Hustling trying to get, steady screaming my, my, my, my Walk on the carpet, with the bells that flick in the dark Kicking it
, it's me again I just wanna make to love the whole globe And all her girlfriends now don't that make ya mind move Like smoke patterns, me on my way to
Inducein My Funds, I Smoke The Fruitiest Blunts, I Mean The Stupidiest Buzz I Get Stupid As Duhhh I Swear My Dubbie Is Uhhhh, Fat, And Just Like It You
this whole f**king city Where's the weedman?, when you need them I want hollas from my niggas all around the way (Wuz up Big Blood!) My homie Big Blood
Bitch, if I'm flippin' or load my clip in, nigga, y'all all fucked Gotta make my money, slippin' me pump in my trench And then click it Now, nigga, it's
my draws, I had to pause and yeah It's still muthafuck 'em, now my game is tight Tight as fuck is my game Eazy-muthafuckin'-E or Eric Wright it's all
creepin' on your homicide Let my nuts and my gauge hang low now walk on by Boogie Nikke's on a night ride Thuggin' through my thuggish ass hood at night with my
my enemies It's the thuggish ruggish bone It's the thuggish ruggish bone It's the thuggish ruggish bone It's the thuggish ruggish bone It's the thuggish
the way And you know I get greater later, so I continue windin' It's all about perfect timin', feel me It's about perfect timin', hear me What's on my
wish it was I way I could hit and just drive off But that?s not happening So I?ma lay my ass down, watching girl?s gone wild penis in my hand Hardest
with mine That's how we killin' two birds at the same time Send my enemy's ear, I'll send your enemy's finger With a pinkie ring, that's just a present
