...this a tag-team choreographed smack down with the rigmarole
never wined, but aging us ain't taking its toll
on anything but the world's events, sha' to me
is not shy with me, bloods, sue wu'en y'all gon' dine with me
as I sew the game up finally, try finding me
is asking 'bout your mothers privacy, cop out and plea
I'm on the force to rock cops to sleep, u.s. autopsied me
two many times, I got too many rhymes 'bout it obviously
but such is evidence published in court to twelve, one left to judge
my intellectual property sparked's not your carpet or rug
sue wu'en ever bloods should discover that my arterials
where they be at, anywhere on the map, I course scenarios
advantageous to my upraisal from graveyard to day shift
from the eras of pantyhose stocking caps for wave rips...