Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Stalkin', in my big black boots
Goddamn, another fuckin' payback a twist The motherfuckers but the punks missed Ice is out-gunned, what is the outcome? Will they do me like
'Cause I styles, new styles, standin' strong While, others Run a Hundred But I never run, never Deal with the devil with my steel, boom
try to do me But I was a Boy 'N the Hood the movie, yeah Call me nigga, bigger a spook But you the one that for Duke, motherfucker
White man, is I tried to study But I got my bloody, yeah They said, I could sing like a But nigga, don't say the
I thought was buggin' 'Cause to us Uncle Sam, is Hitler an oven Burnin' our skin Buy my neighborhood push the crack in
Doin' us wrong from the day And don't why a nigga got an AK Callin' me an everything is fair again, shit
Devil, you got to get the right, I'm black than a trillion midnights 'Don't Believe the Hype' was in '88 By the great D, now they're tryin' to fuck me
No Vaseline Just a and a little bit of gasoline a great day for genocide What's That's the day all the niggaz
killed JFK in '63 So what the you think they'll do to me? But I'm the O.G. and I bust back, peel a cap
Gimme room in the of the sun Here the mack come, here the come, watch Jack run Motherfuckers can't me a devil, fuck a rebel and a yankee
Overrun and put the After needin' that, I'm down wit O.P.P., I met and had dinner And now you ask if I'm a five-percenter,
No, but I go the brothers go with Compton Mosque, Number 54 Made a dough, still got a sister on my elbow Did Ice Cube sell You say, "Hell no"
A black woman is my manager, not in the So could you please stop
Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Yeah, But will they shoot? Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But when will they
You missed and didn't hit Da Mob either Guerrillas in the Mist Jungle Fever But I got the fever for the flava of a Not a Pringle, the single, here's my new jingle
'Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots' The KKK has got three-piece niggaz like turkey shoots My motto is Treat 'Em Like a
Now if I say no violence, devil, you won't respect Fuck the shit and get my Tec-9 And if approach us Aight, aight, I those cockroaches
And if you can't deal my Kill at Will a new gift to get try my Death Certificate Amerikkka's Most, Amerikkka's burnt, like toast Like Jordan, I'm coast to coast
Dribblin' the funk here the nigga With the monster dunk, get off me punk
"Jordan, Jordan, aiyyo yo watch Jordan, yes" "You eat your Wheaties"
Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when they shoot? Stalkin', walkin' in my big black Yeah, But when they shoot?
Darryl Gates got the studio 'Cause he don't like the niggaz I'm down with wanna do us 'Cause I Nat, Huey, Malcolm and Louis
got done by a black man's bullet Give a trigger to a and watch him pull it assassin I'ma dig a ditch, bitch, and yo' ass in
they shoot, no, it won't be a cracker They use somebody blacker I do? I called up the Geto Boy crew 'Cause My Mind's Tricks On Me too
died, surround my crib And F.O.I. makin' sure creep when I sleep a 9 millimeter in my jeep, peep When I roll, I gots to roll
Ain't out cheap Met the MADD Circle on Cypress Hill 'cause so steep They'll never get me, they'll hit me Mother that shit J-Dee
Now I'm Grab the St. Ide's so I can max Sittin' by the 'cause it's so fuckin' hot And I heard a shot, boom