Head to foot I was covered in soot Village Liquors Is calling my name Told the Bloods I´m the man from nowhere We huffed up a thousand snowflakes Practicing nasiology Told the Crips I´m the man from nowhere The imperial line Goes to the western tip Bonging speed Down the Crenshaw strip Pink house, white bars Keep your face Away from my stash Told the Monarchs I´m the man from nowhere The imperial line Goes to the western tip Bonging speed Down the Crenshaw strip