and raise dem heaters up Raise dat desert eagle up Wanna know the truth a lot of these niggas childish Hoppin' on dem tracks and really think dey wildin' I rep that L O
[Verse 1 - Lil Twist] Yeah, uh So sick with the flow Yeah your cowboys know that Lil Twist Been a pro way before Romo, no T.O. No Wittin, Cowboys to
skillz Of a nigga that?s out to make mills, uh My nigga phats bossalini tells all the block cats Got a hundred hidden in the stash, fast to blast If
All I see is blinkin' lights track boards and fat mikes 950's SP12's MP60's Shit is thumping ear drums pumpin' The shit is tight right 'cause the sample
allow clowns like a Globetrotter So I'ma give you the hell that you brought me in I'm a king with the sting of a scorpion I just follow your footprint, trace track
believe I'm on fire hey Cuz it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K L-Y-N is the place where I stay The B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K Best in the world and all USA It'
to the Pens n the pads To the science to the lab to the vocab. Straight to the phone booth, to the mic, Back to that O-rap Thru the speakers, To the place
stem Tongue skills, yeah I like that, now we on the right track Straight to my Phantom, call Africa Black Ever since then she been yappin' a track Told
Yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah This big 'Ball mayn, P. Diddy and MJG We raw mayn if pimp was a drug we'd O.D. Got game for days Betta keep yo' broad away from
quarter to eight I wiped the sleep from out my eyes and I was feelin' great I flipped my radio on and to my utter surprise I thought that it was eight o
fiend on the microphone") ("I was a fiend the fiend on the microphone") (Shaquille O'Neal) Uh-huh, hahahaha, yeah One time T.W.IsM. The world belongs to ME (Shaquille O
O'Neal) Yo Trigg (Trigga) Yeah, yeah diesel (Shaquille O'Neal) Come take this ride with me dog (Trigga) Let's flow dog Diesel, diesel (Shaquille O
the whole punk block at the junk shop Fellowship shop shape [unverified] Sloppin? the side of a pig pen with the grape ape baboon Wanna see this, Jack o
no equal, people open your eyes quit looking at the world through a peephole I?m here, the one you need, the one you hear, over here what?s a matter, can?t you see O
town I let the Mary-Go-Round put the hustle down If yous' a Jane user Throw your hands in the air on this track SPM is the producer With the laws standing
You need a style, I need to pull your file I don't beg favors, you're kissin' other people's I write and produce myself just as fast Keep my hair like
that wicked shit. I don't care about the dame that's tied up to the tracks. Or stalled out cars, we sawing all o' that in half. And don't miss it
your mad? I'ma mastermind Hit you with the fo'-five, leave your ass absent-minded Me a fuck boy? That's asinine (Whassup with that?) Ain't a nann 'nother Chevy out here fast