in a motherfuckin rage like a animal in a cage
 I catch wrecks like a junkyard fool (fool)
 Fuck around and get'cha holdin that jar  Cool!
 Yep that's me on the motherfuckin mic a (mic a)
 Nova  happy to strike niggas like a viper
 Who rules the step to the rep that I kept
 for a long  long  long  long  long  long  long time
 I got mor flavour then a truck load of Snickers
 Ya punch her by the straps, ya got ta kick her, fuck it!
 That's how it go when ya dealin with a pro-per
 Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flow
 Coolio locc and I'm down ta blast
 Peter Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass
 Motherfuckers curse me but they can't hurt me
 When I'm doin dirt, that's why I show no mercy
 I flips tha scripts and it's tha dips when I rips
 and rock tha fuckin house for the Bloods and Crips
 Danger danger, ol' gangsta gangsta
 droppin dogs on the ??? ???
 40 Thevz and the band witta plan to make some stops
 Niggas die on the street but they don't play taps
 or 21 gun salute, there ain't cahoots
 My name ain't Alex Haley but I still got roots
 I bang bang bang to the air now ya dead
 It was a black and white thang but now it's blue and red
 This ain't an episode of Batman, it's more'n like a Blackman
 Slap yo' ass up and I jacked ya for ya Walkman
 Niggas on the top and you don't deserve nothin
 They fightin punks, their rags is fucked, they shouldn't even be
 bumpin
 Suckas play the back cos I'm dope when I rap
 And my hand's on my motherfuckin nutsac
 and it's like that!
 It's time for me to step so I'm steppin in deep (deep)
 I was born a thief so ya know I'm on the creep
 Sucka nigga wanna test me but he can't best me
 Buck-buck to the chest and I guess you're death-ly
 Now I gotta treat ya like a sucka
 cos you're soft like butter, you punk motherfucker
 C-C-Coolio but you can call me Boo
 I drop da shit on ya lyrics cos ya rhyme style is doo-doo
 ass, faeces, you don't wanna see me
 with a flashlight cos I serve dat ass (right, right, right)
 Word to the motherfuckin homies and you know you can't hold me
 or throw me...so blow me
 How many niggas must I stick
 before you get my d'ift and fully understand not to fuck with this
 I never been a stoner, take ya momma home and blown her
 One night stand and once again she's a loner
 Cos I won't be played out, strung out, laid out
 She only gave it up because she thought I had some crack
 and I won't be strayed by a lame ass dame
 Keep my dollars in my pockets cos I'm hip to ya game
 Hoes be acting like they love me but they only wanna fuck me
 and suck me but don't touch me
 Back up off me hooker cos I won't be taken
 Go find you another motherfucker you can break it
 I gots ta keep playin these niggas like ping-pong
 and hit em like King Kong, they singin the same song
 '93 is the year and yes I'm gettin bigger
 Gave a shot to the 121 cos they my niggas
 Scotty B ridin shotgun, BOOM he got one
 Only God knows if he'll catch a hot one
 Knick-knack paddy-wack Wino's in the back
 and my hand's on my motherfuckin nutsac
 And it's like that
 Outro:
 I got my hand on my nutsac
 Na na na na na naaaaaa
 *repeat x 2 *
 And it's like that