tippin' 18 Boil a big pot of water on the stove to take a bath Rub my face with Olive Oil All my mates used to laugh All my Cousin's moved out We all
what's your name? They call me Layzie the Kid The name's Powder P, can I get a twelve gauge? Outlaw, everyday on the front page Mister Kid, if you give
on the street, to the back of a blue police vehicle Next come the bookends, the way things is looking It's Friday, you in for a long stay, gettin' shackled on
ears DO-RE-MI (Haha) Ridin with no rims I call it t-shirt with no panties on Threw some rims on it now it got some chrome pajamas on Pull up to the club
lead as I was directed Demand to be king, I was selected a menacing thing Defying the odds, the fire with arms A tyrants evolved, the tyrant is on, so run
shit in our body "What that got to do with that" 'Cause kid that's the essence, your physical presence embodies every lesson You can't run the Rolls
Why I feel like I'm losin' weight Why I ain't got no money, less I'm movin' weight Why my life depend on what I'm ma do today Why I can't move away It
the two to the three to the four Everybody drunk out on the dance floor Baby girl ass jiggle like she want more Like she a groupie and I ain't even on
glocks, shit's thick What's the next move? My life's on the line Bullets in their clips and none in mine Sirens on, once again it's on I fell and then
cool but when it's on but it's hot when I talk high Now ought I take you home but am I wrong I'm a kid ma, you know I don't wanna be Home Alone Plus
an' the shottie down the lake, leaving no identity Just the memory, a casualty as I casually make move on my rivalries All eyes I be, on the quest for
Damn damn she got a donkey And that shit so chunky How she get them jeans on that monkey Like man got me like a junky Only when she pump me Whisper
hawkin', I'm the hottest nigga in New York And I see his hunger pains, I know his blood boils He wanna run with me, I know this kid'll be loyal I watched
me.. I know you think I'm crazy, based on how retarded I get All these pimps on the mic, bitch I started that shit When Snoop was in elementary, I rapped on
say was his friend and it wasn?t time to move and schools were changing again he wasn?t socially awkward and just strange as a kid he had a father and