shit list Verbally vicious telekenetically gifted Took you a minute to exhibit that I'm sick wit it Now you tell me who you think is damaging shit Going once going
Now you're in my sight, the Buddha sees you smoke up That's the element you carry your rhymes on That style of rhyme won't let you live long 'Cause a
your boy now Taught me young and intern I spoil you now Don't even worry I'm a hold you down Not far from now When you see me and the way you've been
ya can If you fail do it again You wanna do what you want then don't stop, make it to the top Now when your motivation fails, you seeking for help You
my shit list Verbally vicious, telekenetically gifted Took you a minute, to exhibit that I'm sick wit it Now you tell me who you think is damaging shit Going once, going
s the man with the masterplan, they call him Sam and I (think you better recognize) (2x) Verse Two: Sam Sneed (Dr. Dre) I remember days on the blocks where
a trip through the mind and when you get back Understand your third eye seen all of that It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at Even the ghetto
through morning, see thats a [Cali Nigga] You see I'm from the murderous blocks, Compton, California where you'd rather get caught with your gun on you
for so long now Oh, you're a hard one I know that you got your reasons These things that are pleasin' you Can hurt you somehow Don' you draw
lowered in the ground Hold my crown, hold my nine Me and mama down ya shine, waited too long The year is mine, the time is now What, where, and how, ain
if he do cock Scat back better snap his nap back for that black Pass the stacks to fat cat and find out where the crack's at Rolling out make sure you
do a number, just touching herself Freaky ways, she can shake ass for days Gettin' kinky in sixty-nine different ways Jump onstage, she gettin' pays going off You
, I think you better recognize. [Dre: (Sam)] Once again it's the man with the masterplan, they call him Sam and I (think you better recognize) [2x] [Sam: (Dre)] I remember days
zeros, you know what I'm sayin' Have all the clocks goin' backwards Have everything goin' haywire You laughed before let's see you laugh now, blue cow Hell now
Fuck you, fuck you Fuck you, fuck you Zim zima, who got the key to my bee ma? Jack moves thats how we act when we team up yo yo yo yo Yo yo yo yo yo
And write you a rap, and try to get you to snap Or you could stand on the streets and holler and wine You can throw up insane, twenty crip or one nine
? If you were any older Then you'd know you'd have to pay your way Well maybe you do already But you make out they pay you Did you ask yourself where