Somethin Holy Like Qur'an

歌詞

(Nicky) It's the bazooka chooka drivin just like im blowin lutha Look to the future on a dime dooin carmasootra Jump out a supa' benz me and my supa' friends Thinkin on some supa' ends, Eatin soul food again Man fully loaded and quoted, you know devoted and wrote it And you can never decode it, If I can sell it I sold it It's Nicky camkazy, at cha' party, at cha' body I'll tell the guard ta' shoot cha' Why you gotta lurk arody. (Equipto) Yea so pass the yack, back ta' back Now I tilt my frisco hat Hit the track and get the scratch Then we blaze that indo sack Hey im a rapper, ghost ridder like casper After hours crackin the party full of my laughter Pass the weed to me like M.D., and get ta' thizz dancin I be a crunk, like he a blunt and get the shit crackin Ya need ta' know this weed ta' blow and maybe we can roll ????????????????????? Follow the guest im so low in the flesh I keep do'do' in my chest cuz i dont know whats next But now im livin forward, get in goin, everyone who spit it know it Im rebone but could be gone and ima' ya homie (Nicky) And im the numba 7, March 11, engine revin, keep it steppin, Weapon keptin, on the left in, man this my confession, my souls controlled man all through the pee now, I wonder up in heaven if Ray Charles can see now You never see smiles all on the boulivard