Stalkin', in my big black boots Stalkin', in my big black boots
Goddamn, another fuckin' with a twist The motherfuckers shot but the missed Ice is out-gunned, what is the outcome? Will they do me Malcolm?
'Cause I bust styles, new styles, standin' While, Run a Hundred Miles But I never run, will Deal with the devil with my steel, boom
try to do me But I was a Boy 'N the before the movie, yeah Call me nigga, than a spook But you the one voted for Duke, motherfucker
White man, is I tried to study But I got my bloody, yeah They said, I could sing a Jaybird But nigga, don't say the
I thought they was 'Cause to us Uncle Sam, is Hitler without an Burnin' our skin Buy my neighborhood then the crack in
Doin' us from the first day And don't why a nigga got an AK Callin' me an Like is fair again, shit
Devil, you got to get the right, I'm black than a trillion midnights 'Don't the Hype' was said in '88 By the great Chuck D, now they're to fuck me
No Vaseline Just a match and a little bit of a great day for genocide What's That's the day all the died
killed JFK in '63 So what the you think they'll do to me? But I'm the O.G. and I back back, peel a cap
Gimme in the fire of the sun Here the mack come, here the black come, watch run Motherfuckers can't me Fuck a devil, fuck a and a yankee
and put the Presidency After needin' that, I'm wit O.P.P., yeah I met and had dinner And now you ask if I'm a five-percenter,
No, but I go the brothers go Down Compton Mosque, Number 54 a little dough, still got a sister on my elbow Did Ice Cube sell You say, "Hell no"
A black woman is my manager, not in the So you please stop bitchin'?
Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when they shoot? Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Yeah, But will they shoot?
You missed and didn't hit Da Mob either Guerrillas in the without Jungle Fever But I got the for the flava of a cracker Not a Pringle, bust the single, my new jingle
'Stalkin', in my big black boots' The KKK has got three-piece Using like turkey shoots My motto is Treat 'Em a Prostitute
Now if I say no violence, devil, you won't respect Fuck the dumb shit and get my And if approach us Aight, aight, I bury those
And if you can't with my Kill at Will Here's a new gift to get try my Certificate Most, Amerikkka's burnt, it's like toast Like Jordan, I'm coast to coast
Dribblin' the funk here the nigga the motherfuckin' monster dunk, get off me punk
"Jordan, Jordan, aiyyo yo watch Jordan, yes" "You better eat Wheaties"
Stalkin', walkin' in my big boots Yeah, But will they shoot? Stalkin', in my big black boots Yeah, But when will shoot?
Darryl Gates got the surrounded 'Cause he don't like the niggaz that I'm with wanna do us 'Cause I like Nat, Huey, and Louis
Most got done by a black man's Give a to a nigga and watch him pull it Negro I'ma dig a ditch, bitch, and yo' ass in
When they shoot, no, it won't be a They use somebody blacker What I do? I called up the Geto Boy 'Cause My Playing Tricks On Me too
Never died, surround my And F.O.I. makin' sure creep when I sleep Keep a 9 millimeter in my jeep, When I roll, I gots to deep
goin' out cheap Met the MADD Circle on Cypress Hill 'cause so steep They'll never get me, they'll hit me fuck that shit J-Dee
Now I'm the St. Ide's brew so I can max Sittin' by the window it's so fuckin' hot And then I heard a shot,