head and the shit is gettin' deep How a nigga like me Gonna make it as a rapper Just a thief of da bricks That been in and out the slammer Now I gots
won't catch one [Chorus] 1-2-3 I'm up to bat (Who's up, it's Dies') 1-2-3 I'm up to bat (Representin Rottin Razkals) 1-2-3 I'm up to bat (And it be rottin to the core
[Fam] What's the problem, Officer? I ain't be did nothin You on my back sweatin me like I'm some kid frontin I'm tryin to do my thing, Ingle and Illtown
It's not impossible Your niggaz is unstoppable [Diesel & Rottin Razkals] Hold your horses The lyrical force is about to toss this Standin in the column with no draws or losses [Fam & Rottin
afro Outlaw, Rottin Raskal [Diesel] Guess who, the hooligan you hate to see Yesterday was in your face, but now I'm in your TV The same nigga from Da
Double I, Double I [x4] [Fam] Huh yeah, huh This is all live, and all real Niggaz can't understand it I don't know why they can't comprehend Heh-heh
[Chorus x4] One time for ya mothafuckin mind an' One time for ya mothafuckin mind [Fam] I'm creative, creatin with creativity Intensively care about
[Intro:] Don't act wild, don't act wild (wooh, wooh) I don't want no bullshit out of you (Inglewood) (Ill Town) This is for the Homiez and the Niggaz
your styles like surgical incisions Envision somehow, someway you be better than me You couldn't fuck around, you nut, I'm a ecstasy Forgotten just as fast as you came with no name Rottin
y'all To the beat y'all Look in here, everybody in the house, havin a ball Yoooo, I'm over here Yo Diesel, I'm in the rear Of the party, la-di-da-di Catchin
Check it out, yeah Rottin Razkals, Cruddy Click, nigga I'll have your back on that wall Get your back off that wall, boy Ill Town, Inglewood, boy Get
