(Everlast)nnYo, I've been rhyming since my daddy's dick first got wetnKicked a hole in the womb of my mother then I jetnBack to the scene of the crimenA true mastermindnI'll never do timenn(Slaine)nnNah, but I do watch my watch till the second hand stopsnAnd the bars close down and the records get droppednPiss drunk in the parking lot speaking dumbnGun all sticky from the Puerto Rican rumnn(Ill Bill)nnI keep it real like the 80's when we flooded the blocknStick up kids went from baseheads to suckin' the cocknThe hottest bitch in my projects discovered the rocknA year later had the monster climbing out of her twatnn(Slaine)nnThis is a stick upnI told you you could reach for the skynFuck a chip off the brick or the piece of the pienThe worst thing they did to the kid was leave him alivenNow I'm ruthless moving with a reason to dienn(Everlast)nnThe trees got me so high kid sniff your next linenMy culture's refinednI'm heavy on the grindnI'm hard in the paintnMy uzi weighs a kilonI'll smack you in the face and crack your head like Cee Lonn(Ill Bill)nnIt's a fact homey eagles don't roam in flocksnBut the eagles that I got will put a hole in your topnSo predictable I'm already knowin' your plotnIt happens so fast you won't even know that you're shotnn(Slaine)nnTill the concrete is painted with painnCause you bein' dead is the only way they'll ever say you were slainnBlack scully, black bandana, and black coatnwith the co-leader in the House of Pain (that's coke)nn(Danny Boy)nnYou already know what it isnIt's the pimp, the sniff and the aw shitnThat ain't dandruff homeboynHell naw that ain't dandruffnnnAll in together now - That's coke (x5)nnn(Ill Bill)nnThat's coke in freezer bags hidden in the ferarrinMore raw than Big Daddy Kane spittin' with MarleynMore white than them three bitches sniffin' with CharleynThat's coke like a boston george new year's partynn(Everlast)nnThe motherfuckin' svengalinMob boss got body in the XL DenalinWith the mossberg shottynGot a full box of shells and a ransom notenThat ain't gun powder out on my dash (that's coke)nn(Slaine)nnI'm raw as sushinBelushi's spirit probably is with menI'm Rick James bitch, ask Bobby and WhitneynIn the hood where the maniacs will rob you to get menGettin' blown by Paris, Nicole, Lindsey, and BrittneynYou shittin' me?nnnAll in together now - That's coke (x12)