Lyrics
See, I got ya buzzin, cuz ears are open/
Blazin emcee's, from years of smokin/
I push ta please, I stay producin/
Put Rockets ta ya chest, like ya play fo Houston/
Come on b, ima dump on ya dum sound/
Leave holes in ya, like da front of ya Uptowns/
Sit back, relax, n flow fo days/
Aside from dat, puff, on dro N haze/
Got fire blazed, n' its off the dome/
Wit da scent of weed on me, like colone/
But one Dutch I burn, no more I need to/
Weed is not me, its lies that feed you/
Na, im playin games, I love ta burn/
2 puffs, n take yo's, snuff ya turn/
U shood learn, I made ya lathargic/
Son, I been blew up, like an Al Queda Target/
Im on da block, watchin em play hard/
Got dead presidents, like Washington graveyards/
I turn da cheek, den giv u da backhand/
I was born ta eat, like da Kidd be Pacman/
Bang 4 Life, n learn ta stackhands/
N get ya back, like da cape of batman/
Fuck dem losers, I fiddle with shotties/
Cuz I'm a big man, stuck in a lil Kidds body/
Wow, its a plain offenese/
Complicate the rules in a game of sense/
Take it ta da streets, n gain expense/
Too late fo openers, its the main event/
Cant prevent, me, from bein da best/
N Cant sement, why, im steamin ya chest/
Cuz Im da best, so jus yall cood bet/
Dat i'm made of green, so jus call me Shrek/
DAMN!
