Intro: | |
Look, this is my third time doin this shit | |
Yaseewhati'msayin, and i'm gettin tired, my ass is sweaty | |
I ain't got time, and uhh, i'm just | |
Gonna let you know i'm kickin it with casual | |
Yaseewhati'msayin, my extro pro dank nigga | |
Now check this out | |
(it's time for da bullshit) | |
Yo, i'm with mike g, i'm with snupe, i'm with del | |
I'm with hieroglyphics, i'm with souls of mischievious niggaz | |
I'm with pep, from the mother****in shamen | |
I'm with j groove and i'm from the mother****in hobo junction | |
Now check this shit out, **** the bullshit. now when it... | |
Thought i was gonna rhyme, right? | |
Hell mother****in no (nyahhh) | |
Hell no, hell no (hell no) | |
I'm talkin shit, i'm from the mother****in west | |
I'm from oakland | |
Seewhati'msayin, and i'm like, crazy like... | |
Lyrics: | |
Schizophrenic tenant number one | |
When it comes to housing, arousing the, intellect with intro-spect | |
Flex on me, huh, i don't think so... yet, bitch (beeatch) | |
My jettin is letting my exhaust defrost my balls | |
I smell the fear and the sauce in your drawers | |
For arm & hammer, shamen, grammar | |
I got the flow g, the d-flow | |
The hobo, the junction (conjuction) | |
The d stands for diesel | |
I ran into my extra pro niggaro casual | |
He didn't say shit, he passed the spliff and i hit it | |
Then i set sail for the tropics on the down low | |
And i'll end this bullshit with a pound bro | |
Outro: | |
See, it's basically not, a rap | |
Seewhati'msayin, it's basically (**** the bull) | |
Yeah, it's basically **** you, hah | |
But check it out, youknowhamsayin | |
The west is phat and that's all we gonna, like, express | |
Youknowhamsayin, and i wanna express **** you | |
Cuz i don't give a ****, i'm tellin you | |
Youknowhamsayin, and we gonna ah, real, we for real finna come up | |
We finna come up. we finna | |
You hear that? finna. hella. we hella raw | |
We hella raw. country accents, hillbillies and all that (all that) | |
From the backroads nigga |
Intro: | |
Look, this is my third time doin this shit | |
Yaseewhati' msayin, and i' m gettin tired, my ass is sweaty | |
I ain' t got time, and uhh, i' m just | |
Gonna let you know i' m kickin it with casual | |
Yaseewhati' msayin, my extro pro dank nigga | |
Now check this out | |
it' s time for da bullshit | |
Yo, i' m with mike g, i' m with snupe, i' m with del | |
I' m with hieroglyphics, i' m with souls of mischievious niggaz | |
I' m with pep, from the mother in shamen | |
I' m with j groove and i' m from the mother in hobo junction | |
Now check this shit out, the bullshit. now when it... | |
Thought i was gonna rhyme, right? | |
Hell mother in no nyahhh | |
Hell no, hell no hell no | |
I' m talkin shit, i' m from the mother in west | |
I' m from oakland | |
Seewhati' msayin, and i' m like, crazy like... | |
Lyrics: | |
Schizophrenic tenant number one | |
When it comes to housing, arousing the, intellect with introspect | |
Flex on me, huh, i don' t think so... yet, bitch beeatch | |
My jettin is letting my exhaust defrost my balls | |
I smell the fear and the sauce in your drawers | |
For arm hammer, shamen, grammar | |
I got the flow g, the dflow | |
The hobo, the junction conjuction | |
The d stands for diesel | |
I ran into my extra pro niggaro casual | |
He didn' t say shit, he passed the spliff and i hit it | |
Then i set sail for the tropics on the down low | |
And i' ll end this bullshit with a pound bro | |
Outro: | |
See, it' s basically not, a rap | |
Seewhati' msayin, it' s basically the bull | |
Yeah, it' s basically you, hah | |
But check it out, youknowhamsayin | |
The west is phat and that' s all we gonna, like, express | |
Youknowhamsayin, and i wanna express you | |
Cuz i don' t give a , i' m tellin you | |
Youknowhamsayin, and we gonna ah, real, we for real finna come up | |
We finna come up. we finna | |
You hear that? finna. hella. we hella raw | |
We hella raw. country accents, hillbillies and all that all that | |
From the backroads nigga |
Intro: | |
Look, this is my third time doin this shit | |
Yaseewhati' msayin, and i' m gettin tired, my ass is sweaty | |
I ain' t got time, and uhh, i' m just | |
Gonna let you know i' m kickin it with casual | |
Yaseewhati' msayin, my extro pro dank nigga | |
Now check this out | |
it' s time for da bullshit | |
Yo, i' m with mike g, i' m with snupe, i' m with del | |
I' m with hieroglyphics, i' m with souls of mischievious niggaz | |
I' m with pep, from the mother in shamen | |
I' m with j groove and i' m from the mother in hobo junction | |
Now check this shit out, the bullshit. now when it... | |
Thought i was gonna rhyme, right? | |
Hell mother in no nyahhh | |
Hell no, hell no hell no | |
I' m talkin shit, i' m from the mother in west | |
I' m from oakland | |
Seewhati' msayin, and i' m like, crazy like... | |
Lyrics: | |
Schizophrenic tenant number one | |
When it comes to housing, arousing the, intellect with introspect | |
Flex on me, huh, i don' t think so... yet, bitch beeatch | |
My jettin is letting my exhaust defrost my balls | |
I smell the fear and the sauce in your drawers | |
For arm hammer, shamen, grammar | |
I got the flow g, the dflow | |
The hobo, the junction conjuction | |
The d stands for diesel | |
I ran into my extra pro niggaro casual | |
He didn' t say shit, he passed the spliff and i hit it | |
Then i set sail for the tropics on the down low | |
And i' ll end this bullshit with a pound bro | |
Outro: | |
See, it' s basically not, a rap | |
Seewhati' msayin, it' s basically the bull | |
Yeah, it' s basically you, hah | |
But check it out, youknowhamsayin | |
The west is phat and that' s all we gonna, like, express | |
Youknowhamsayin, and i wanna express you | |
Cuz i don' t give a , i' m tellin you | |
Youknowhamsayin, and we gonna ah, real, we for real finna come up | |
We finna come up. we finna | |
You hear that? finna. hella. we hella raw | |
We hella raw. country accents, hillbillies and all that all that | |
From the backroads nigga |