3 The Hard Way

Yo Ice man, watch out coming this bitch off note

And bang for my team

And mows are the genius I'm the same fucking thing

Compare me the Pavarotti I just can't fucking sing

Yo Ice man, watch out coming this bitch off note

And bang for my team

And mows are the genius I'm the same fucking thing

Compare me the Pavarotti I just can't fucking sing

If life is a fight I'm a aim duck and swing

I don't have to write 'cause these lyrics came from a dream

C-C-COB blame a regime is like breeze green

No way we changed up the scene

Chain with the cross on it

Lamb shake with the cabaret sauce on it

And act a beat with the boss on it, slaughter

All upon it it's the God of

The west coast water I can't walk on it y'all want it

Nah, that's a reason and die swallowing math equations

Tryin' to eat my piece of the pie

See I set my goal, so extremely high

I can't see 'em from my first class seat in the sky

And before my plane departed

I walk in security they say a chain retarded

Are you a famous artist, no

But fuck yeah my name regarded

As an underground beast I'm just trying to change the target

Meet Ras Kass & Kurupt this a holiday

Niggas better move like pedestrians right away

I give you the blue print the thug life,

Like I'm reciting Pac and Jay the modern day Marvin Gaye

'Cause my pops wanna pop me

I would drop him before he drop me

Didn't raise me and before cops can knock me

I would throw the glock away when they stop me

And tell 'em my name is Sky free

Oh, I'm from the wicked west

Do I have a limit yes, my limit is limitless

Fuck a cabby I packy

I blast from the back seat of his taxi

Then pass it to Ras Kass

That pole in the slimy track

Ruined up for with a shiny gag

For more expels than tiny had

Sat where my crime is set

Never been a winy whack

Stegosaurus rap reptilian with a smiling back

My inside bitch got hit with a shiny back

In the wheelchair but her vagina ain't handicaped

Uh her vagina ain't hadicaped

Mix 'em in the big dick them lookin' nigga any rap

What you think all the guns is for

I'm going on tour Mordor

With the L queen for more whores

Throw us a mexican drug warlord before poor

There's still an eight link and seven years and for score

Want more call crooked I he could be Chinese

With the side ways face you're not crooked I

Cali don't give a fuck gotta get through us

Lost mirrors is trust now I pass to Kurupt

Heaven's got a gape in hole the souls are mischief, mischevious souls

Hell's frozen over pola I arose

Corrosion erosion temples are stealing stone

Crumble to the tone of the voice of vigilance

Violence in a judge, by the black a gap clap smoked then vaporized

Berserk a hydra, cerberus,

Wrap the titans connected to bend in both sides

Simultaneously at the same time he is eye

Double jepardy, gemini

Walk on the red carpet and turned it blue

Stand like a statue mind yourself

Reverse the camera lights and blind yourself

I'm the unseen sentinel sentinel

Oh sent to your dough step to make buildings fall

I don't wear ice my nigga

I'm cold already and diamonds can't freeze my wrist

I'm froze already, the future was already been wrote and cold already

The coded exposed we wrote and code already

It's the end of the end and beginning to begin

When the end ends it all and it starts over again nigga

Heaven's got a gape in hole the souls are mischief,

Escaped the road on the road to redemption arctic

And art the archangel when hence means

Soaking these rodent rappers

Drenching in the instinct firing golf to body

Send in, in an instinct God he ate off the body

Send in every into 'em, Hitler

Bitter bitter turn them to cat litter

Infrastructs are crumbled, infrared spitter

Got 'em like an eye grass crooked eye cash bringing these niggas

Corruption world wide money ain't a thing

Bitches ain't shit

And neither are you nigga eat a fat dick

Hoes give me money niggas get shot

Every day in LA every way and every night

Every night, Every night

West coast murder

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