BIG IRON E

Surfer cat boy still chillin', sittin' on the block Cold laughin'. Bust down the pack, keep it a Hundred. Sharp blade on my hip like a wild One sashay. Uh, they eyein' on me. Gonna fire at you, you fire on me. They eyein' on me. They eyein' on me. Fuck the scene, I been Holdin' it down. You was the shit, but look At you now. I just might set off a Round. Quick hands up to get down. I popped a lot and I'm panicky. Mannequins tell I might hop in the ambulance. I might get drunk and start ramblin'. Fuckin' and drinkin' and fightin' and gamblin'. They Eyein' on me. Gonna fire at you, you fire On me. They eyein' on me. Gonna fire at you, you Fire on me. They They eyein' on me. Yo, wanna see a dead body? Give me like ten more minutes in a Audi. I don't pull up in a 'Nati. Pull up in a hearse singin' out the back Shoutin'. Bitch, I cannot fuck with these drivers. I might just quit the rap game and go Backwards. I don't pull up to the afters. I'm snappin' heads from the rafters. Three-sixty, no scope the game. All this your lane, fuck out my face. This ain't a race. Control, alt, delete, Completely erase. I'll be alone in the lab. I'm not on my Mac, I'm cookin' on crack. I ate the rest of these cats. Foot on the gas, ain't comin' in last. They Eyein' on me. Gonna Gonna Fire at you, you fire on me. They eyein' on me. They eyein' on me