what's your value for the money? what's your value for all energy? what's your value for the power? make it value for all life! only now for me, myself
a dreamer But I ain't the only one got problems But we love to have fun This is our world From here to your hood Lock me up now It's OK to feel good ------------
, make up a beat and kill the sucka syndrome you're spitting drama when it comes to lyrics and penance I'm starting from scratch and then ending up at the end ending up
this limo tinted glass flashin that flash-light on my ass where was you at last night when them assholes ran up on my grass rapper slash actor kiss the crack on my cracker
in the hood, them niggaz blow you away You the type to get paper when I'm locked up, get yo jewels rocked up Then have to tuck em in when I pop up Niggaz
in the hood, them niggaz blow you away You the type to get paper when I'm locked up, get yo jewels rocked up Then have to tuck em in when I pop up
yeah! [Hook] [Bridge - YB] All yall get'cha hands up, clap now We gonna shake and tear the house down I know you wanna do this right now You gotta get up
Pick up the pieces, yo *gimmie an i* Intelligence eliminates all irrelavance Icon of immaculate rhyme common sense *gimmie a p* Powerful professional Poppin my pistol Make a pack
crack Watch me knock you down You'll be surprised how quick the fuckin word will get around A biter came up missin and the bitch was never found,
Sliff star throw on my scully tipping my brim (uh huh) Stand on the street corner scuffing up my timbs Take off my jacket Pack the four fith cause a racket
and your West side But you ain't in it when it comes to the homicide Niggaz better get up off that bullshit quick Caught up in the limelight gettin
chorus: busta rhymes] Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people Call the ambulance, come and pick up
gonna come at ya! [Redman] Cypress Hill! Yo yo yo - all my niggas say jump up, doc broke out the kennel A dog on four paws spittin' out the window Jump up
] Penetentionaries stuffed for centuries You gotta be real like me and B-Real See you shoot, you ride but we kill Concentrate unloadin' our steel Dippin', hit up
of the pie? [Verse Two] Now dog, you know me better than that I could put you ahead of the pack, instead of the back I could have niggaz sellin tapes, instead of the crack
rain on them hoes i make it rain(I make it rain) i make it rain on them hoes Fat Joe Cr Cr Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack U hear the Echo, man I seen
