Stalkin', in my big black boots Stalkin', in my big black boots
Goddamn, another fuckin' payback with a The shot but the punks missed Ice is out-gunned, what is the outcome? Will they do me like
'Cause I bust styles, new styles, standin' While, others Run a Miles But I never run, never with the devil with my motherfuckin' steel, boom
try to do me But I was a Boy 'N the Hood before the movie, Call me nigga, than a spook But you the one voted for Duke, motherfucker
White man, is somethin' I tried to But I got my hands bloody, They said, I could sing like a But nigga, don't say the
I thought they was 'Cause to us Uncle Sam, is without an oven Burnin' our black Buy my neighborhood push the crack in
us wrong from the first day And don't why a nigga got an AK me an African-American Like everything is fair again,
Devil, you got to get the right, I'm black Blacker than a trillion Believe the Hype' was said in '88 By the Chuck D, now they're tryin' to fuck me
With No Just a and a little bit of gasoline It's a great day for that? That's the day all the died
They JFK in '63 So what the fuck you they'll do to me? But I'm the O.G. and I back back, peel a cap
Gimme in the fire of the sun Here the mack come, here the black come, watch run Motherfuckers can't me a devil, fuck a rebel and a yankee
Overrun and put the After needin' that, I'm wit O.P.P., yeah I met and had dinner And now you ask if I'm a five-percenter,
No, but I go where the go Down with Mosque, Number 54 Made a little dough, still got a sister on my Did Ice Cube sell You say, "Hell no"
A woman is my manager, not in the kitchen So could you please stop
Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Yeah, But when will shoot? Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Yeah, But will they shoot?
You and didn't hit Da Lench Mob either Guerrillas in the Mist without Fever But I got the for the flava of a cracker Not a Pringle, bust the single, my new jingle
'Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots' The KKK has got suits Using niggaz like 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 Here's a new gift to get try my Death Amerikkka's Most, burnt, it's like toast Like Jordan, I'm goin' coast to
Dribblin' the funk comes the nigga With the motherfuckin' dunk, get off me punk
"Jordan, watch Jordan, aiyyo yo Jordan, yes" "You eat your Wheaties"
Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Yeah, But when will they Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when will they
Darryl Gates got the studio 'Cause he don't like the that I'm down with Motherfucker do us 'Cause I Nat, Huey, Malcolm and Louis
Most got done by a black bullet Give a trigger to a nigga and watch him it Negro I'ma dig a ditch, bitch, and yo' ass in
they shoot, no, it won't be a cracker They use much blacker What I do? I called up the Geto Boy 'Cause My Mind's Playing On Me too
Never died, my crib And F.O.I. makin' sure nobody creep when I Keep a 9 millimeter in my jeep, When I roll, I gots to deep
Ain't out cheap Met the MADD Circle on Hill 'cause it's so steep never get me, they'll never hit me Mother fuck that J-Dee
Now I'm Grab the St. brew so I can max Sittin' by the window it's so fuckin' hot And I heard a shot, boom