IT WAS 80'S EARLY 90'S THE CRACK ERA SHIT WAS REAL GRIMEY WE HAD THE FLYEST WHIP'S I HAD THE BADDEST BITCH MY CLICK WAS SICK BRICKS WE FLIPPED PAPI HITTING ME OFF WITH CONSIGNMENT I WAS A SAVAGE CAUSE OF MY ENVIRONMENT I HAD THE GAZELI'S WITH THE BIG ROPE CHAIN LISTENING TO DOGGYSTYLE WHILE I CUT COCAIN TRIPPLE BEAMING THE STREETS WERE CALLING PHENES WERE PHEANING SITTING IN THAT FOREIGN DAYDREAMING.. EVERYDAY WAS A GIFT EVERYDAY WE BLEW PIFF ESCOBAR IN THE HOOD WHEN IT CAME TO THE SNIFF SHOOT OUTS ON THE REGULAR HUNTING ENEMIES DOWN LIKE THE PREDATOR TRYING TO MAKE IT OUT BUT I FEEL LIKE IM LOCKED IN HOMIES DROPPING LIKE FLIES TELL ME WHEN IT WILL EVER END NOW ITS 2020 AND WEED IS ALL LEGAL CALL ME DIPSET CUASE I MOVE LIKE A EAGLE TIMES HAVE CHANGED BUT I STILL KEEP THAT THING IN THE TRUNK AND IM STILL HARLEM HARDBODY PUNKING NICCUS LIKE TRUMP!