[Above The Law]



Let me start it off, 'cause I'm a player 

Fade into part two, I'm the number-one ho layer 

A mack, a player, and a pimp 

Something much stronger than your average drink 

Now correct me if I'm wrong, I'm like moonshine 

Take a sip of my rhyme and I take over your mind 

'Cause I don't think like the average thinker 

Call me the nightstalker of your neighbourhood headshrinker 

187 is like a megablast 

I take too many names, I kick too much ass 

K.M.G, the number-one mack daddy 

Eatin' chicken like a motherfucker, rollin' in my Caddy 

With my brim cold bent to the side 

I bump and slide 

Go mack in the back, 187 to the side 

Street Pilgrims pioneering the land 

Above the law status with a gat in my hand 

A mind designed like Frank Nitty 

Livin' large on the mike, doin' damage for the city 

The city of toners which is known as L.A. 

Where the hustlers hustle and the ballers play 

We got the dope beats from the homeboy Dre 

And it had to be done (How?) the Ruthless way 

187, what's up?, what do we do at our show 

We wear black on black with the locs and the romeos 

Start stepping, unload my mike weapon 

We say it's fittin', you think it's hittin' 

K.M.G means knowledge most greatly 

Some people love me, most people hate me 

In other words, I kick my gift 

Do you be sleeping, K.M.G? 

Nah, I don't drift 

I lounge or lay 'cause suckers take advantage 

Yo, what do we do? 

Yo, we doin' damage 

'Cause we not punks, fools, sissies, or busters 

And the way that we live is 

Like hustlers 



Livin' like hustlers 



I used to sell big lleyo on the block 

Remember all the hardheads, getting all the hard knocks 

I started with Gs and then I moved to keys 

And at this point my life went with ease 

In other words, my pockets was thick 

I didn't worry about the Feds, I was checking the mic. 

Pull a swoop to Farouk, got dressed to please 

Got the crib pimped out so that the bitches flee'd 

I bought a ride, a white Corvette 

So I can do a ghost move when it's time to jet 

When I was nineteen, I was on my own 

Hooked up big connections on my mobile phone 

At home, or maybe on my person 

To clock big G's I'd be definitely certain 

To live the lifestyle, the luxury, the freaks, the frills 

Yo, you was livin' kinda large 

On the real-deals was bein' made 

Suckers was gettin' sprayed 

In other words, we was gettin' paid 

Like hustlers 



Livin' like hustlers 



Let me proceed 'cause I got the green light 

For the numero uno 87 it must be hype 

For now, let me lay the cards on the table 

So you can figure out who's worried or stable 

I max and tax and relax and stack Gs 

Stick that to the facts, that's why I crack them with ease 

Please get off the convoy, I think you're confused 

When you cross, I told you you'd get tossed and you lose 

Now A-b-o-v-e-L-a-w to some people now that spells trouble 

But we're not a group promoting violence 

But when it comes to speakin' the real, I won't be silent 

Speak all reality when I'm on the mike 

So you don't have to run and have a stereotype 

See, see 'cause stereotypes will make you dumb 

So kick back and listen, yo, to the knowledge that's brung 

See the law has provided me, the K.M.G 

That's complex with the style but done easily 

Pitch a picture if I have to, you know why 

I'm undercover doin' dirt I'm a hell of a spy 

Now me, 187, is a detonator 

More deadly than a hand grenade 

Much harder than a fool to fade 

Not a forty, not a quart or six-pack 

Me, K.M.G, Total K-OSS, and Go Mack 

'Cause I unload my weapon with force 

Yeah, I'm never detected, I get respected 

As a baller, a player, or a pimp 

Yo, pass me the forty, I commence to dent 

A sissy soft sucker with no title 

Unplug the machine 187 is vital 

Like a Beretta with a megaclip 

With a silencer on it with the hollow point tip 

But that is our business, on that we won't dwell 

We make records for you to look, listen, and tell 

Tell your ma, tell a friend, tell a fool, or a jerk 

Till them K.M.G people started to put it to work 

Like Hustlers 



Livin' like hustlers