A top secret formula had been stolen from the research lab
 We had a job to do
 We ran all suspects name through R&I and came up with

 (King Kirk)
 Respond like James Bond to this con named Don
 milli ons in his palms  sellin' neutron bombs
 Time 6 a.m.  agent mayhem and eight men  no maybe ten
 came to scoop me in the Benz in the ??Graham??
 Money involved? Say when  gave me a beige Range and thangs
 but they claimed the Range changed to a plane, strange
 but perfect, showed me circuits and how to work it
 Wounds- how to nurse it, weapons- how to burst it
 searched it, like a serpent, read the blueprints
 dime be with two chinks sportin' links and new minks
 Drive a six with dark tints and one of the chinks
 named Dinks and Dinks always drinks so he thinks he's invinc'
 Other chinks a wimp, but Teflon's his vest holds
 if he think you gonna roll, he'll put holes in your dress code/
 Time to load and hit the highway, I'ma do it my way
 Spy way, do or die way, Schwarzenegger, True Lie way!
 So I pulled up on the drive way, ran thru the side way
 saw his compadres, motherfucker, yippee kay-ah
 Die hard!, nigga yelled "my God!", caught an Uzi scar,
 hit the tar, other bullet to the car, "Ah!"
 Time to pay him back, time to fade him
 Got up tried to spray him, no aim, so I grenade him/
 didn't get the Don but the bombs was a factor
 Found what I was after, set the reactors
 for two minutes, heard laughter and "lieutenant you finished"
 It was the Don with a Smitheth, Wessun to my chestun
 for a second I thought I was dead, no more said
 then I heard shots of lead and lead sped through his forehead
 Brando with the ammo and Dubez with the Uz'
 Move into plane rovers, motherfucker, we spy hunters

 (Big Dubez)
 Big Dubez, Billy D, four-five, concealed weapon
 Runnin thru bricks that niggaz ain't yet step on
 Eludin Cop-po, in the eight, inhalin char-coal
 They tailin but I'm Indy 500 Monaco
 Pigs can't stop no, Sporty Thiev Gestapo,
 They sickened against flip whips to saw you slick and
 out the fender, yo, no retreat no surrender
 To the fullest, that's why my toys deflect bullets!
 On the cell like "Who in charge? Get me the sarge"
 Your squad car next, your fam reached my garage
 Espio-nage, yo my fate on the rocks
 I blow 'em out the box, firin missiles on roadblocks
 On the verge on smack-ups, forces callin for back-up
 chunked in the trunk, 200 ki's to crack up
 Breathe holdin's essential, spy-hunter utensils
 four govermentals with four sets of dentals
 I'm on a Cannonball Run like Burt Reynolds
 Bustin off at the choppers, backin down coppers

 (Gunshots)---ooooh!!

 (Marlon Brando)
 We in the Phillipines, on death row, about to face guillotines
 my crew lace marines, stick over and make realer teams
 so yo, say hello to my li'l friend, wanna play?
 OK! feel ten thru your steel, man
 Yo we come together like foreign lea-ders
 Livin large in Argen-tina, camouflaged in Kor-ea,
 in the bushes where they can't see-us
 spin astro 16 silence-face screw ons
 Mission impossible, merge em to the Persians
 with 2 glocks to my head, enuff cream to flip the script
 Got niggaz watchin the Feds, twenty ultra-red
 beams comin through my window, tear-gas bleak up my glass,
 The smoke blew the crib-bo, the coke moves are ditto
 Layin blue in Beirut, sneak-in weed-in Swe-den
 Shook the D's in Peru, like a crooked Batman
 with no partner but still (robbing/Robin),
 trails be mind-bogglin, leave the D's followin
 my front man, I be the big man behind the front man
 Front man got knocked? Big man still be the trump man
 Mix six crews and their glues, skully low smokin ni-ckles
 Runnin' up in cold blocks with ic-icles, spray the trey-nickle
 guaranteed to hit you, if I miss you
 bullets will probably ricochet and nip you
 and fall like the Berlin wall
 hang 'em off ??the terror spies?? lets make a ball
 crooked navy seals with flak-on, sniffin, getting they crack on
 I managed to mack on enough oil to put Iraq on, stapped the gats on
 for this spy-war, coke lab, helicopter roof, and a cy-borg