[Preacher]

When I said it once (When I said it once)

I said it all (I said it all)

Watch (Watch) Pray (Pray)

And live Holy (And live Holy)

Amen (Amen) [Applause]



BASE ROCKS NIGGA!!!



[Hook: E-40]

I remember when the world went crazy back in 1985

I remember when rock cocaine used to be rich man kind of high

Till one day in my neighborhood motherfuckers started havin' fetti

They was hangin' on the corner yellin' "BASE ROCKS NIGGA!"

Bumpin' Too Short "Blowjob Betty"



[E-40]

Eleven, fifteen, sixty-seven nigga learn about it

A nine pound breach baby, future Al Capone

Hit the cradle with a big ass naple, young beginner

I tend to be well, country club cross child care center

First grade elementary, mama Vista walkin' the home trail

Bobby leavin' after school, snotty nose

Fist fightin' in the battlefield

Thumps, bought some matches books

Live down the street from coochie dippin' drive

With the girls and guys

I prepared for the worse

Moms and pops divorced

Time to switch the scene

Smob to magazine

Government grilled cheese single-parent inner-city shit

Only way to get your's

Is to get out there and pull some sort of illegal shit

Way before the distribution of the coca plant

Niggas was pushin' grass

Residue from the hip, concentrated hash

My folks from the hood helped raise me

Can you remember when the world went crazy



[Hook]



[E-40]

Now it's 1984

And I haven't quite made my way up to a unit yet

My sinister game was boomin

But I haven't quite made my way up to a unit yet

Standin' in front of my next door neighbor's house

I made my own set, money was comin' to me

Turf fired up, base rock boomer

Only nigga in the town besides cokin' sidin' in the Cougar

LL had the bumble and so did Bobby Jenkins

Everybody in Viejo yo ass was on grimmies

Smash through Foley Park with tremendo

Claimin' hella fame and the dope fiend window

To a nickel and dime ass nigga

To a top hat ballin' big rigga, BITCH!



[Hook]



[E-40]

Livin' it up to the fullest

Never thinkin' about givin' it up

Maybe it will maybe it won't be foolish

To get out of dodge and drove to Grambling College

Me and that nigga B-Legit

On some ol' D-Shot I'm home sick

Ripped back on tron, garglin' rocks and rhymes

From turf to turf, when it goes from worse to worst

Ain't no fuckin' mirst gotta go for what it's worth

Young Ive with Yap and cousin Cavio

On the two-four twist like this

Suga, E-40, D-Shot, Legit

Who never had no ideal that we would become The Click

Shot the game to the left, got it up to par

Now that's how the fuck you become a rap star



[Hook x2]



[E-40 talking]

C-L-I-C-K in this motherfucker

It's 40 out on a solo shot

Smab, smab, smab [Sniffs] [Burps]

Swirvin' BITCH!



[Repeated till end]

BASE ROCKS...BASE ROCKS NIGGA!!!