Latin Bust that You're a red beard with a musket Better duck quick 'cause ya might get dusted Your gatt looks rusted, disgusted Oh look away, look away boy
there ain't no jugate Rollin' like a psycho with the windows rolled down Who you lookin' at? You tryin' to fade me clown Plato, si mon, you want static
they throats 'Cause I'm the, rusty mac pistol mackin' And like Mike Tyson, baby, my style is causin' static And jabbin' stabbin' mutha fucka you don't want static
the fuck alone keep it runnin thru niggas cant even stomach what the D got comin waitin until they frontin and poppin off at the chops boy we poppin
Is just back the Hell up You need to go where they let you do your thing in a cup And you take a diagnosis, you see your boy Shock G wrote this To open
Adidas and lived life slow When laws were stern and justice stood And people was behavin' like hip-hop was good There lived a little boy who was misled
Boy you got me tripping, boy you got me tripping Baby wet my whistle, boy you got me tripping You got me heated So won't you wet my whistle, boy you drive
is tha nigga named Tru and I got that boy Key-C in here and that boy Poyo and these hoes ear and we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea comin out
HAVE FUN) Have, HAVE, HAVE FUN!!!! [Pazi Plant] I'm hip to release ill units, I displays major soul The ? out, so soul stays rhythmatic to the static
cassette and bust it, Kid Crumbs, how ya feel? (I'm feelin blessed man) Yeah, The Square Roots be the setters of examples Findin rhythm in the static
room, knowin' that it could happen I'm just tryin' to maintain because the future is untold Till the static unfolds that the good die young Please, God, let a bad boy
clika Don't disrespect my mind, don't disrespect my clika A maggots gon' be a maggot, fagot's gon' be a fagot But if they want some static, I got an
Riddick While other MC's are talkin bout up with hope down with dope I'll have a devil in my infrared scope, WOY That's for calling my father a boy and
say I'm bout it, bout it! [Silkk] See I'm, always sulkin like a bad kid AK's under the mattress, automatic for static Watch your back when I ride
South Gate Coming with a voice high pitched The "B" in B-Real must stand for bitch We'll its the hip-hop junkie startin' static, now I'm rolling up
What happened to the slow jams in the club? Category F5, Twista, Static Yeah, gotta get me one, gotta get me one Yeah, so I can creep up on her, so I
peeps roll, that's how the streets go That's street code, G roll, we know Man, the boy gets busy, that's for sure fo' sheezy The boy the busiest, all