Outro - E-40

Ugh, I heated up like an electric blanket

I’m drunk as fuck

And I’m wounded and my breath stankin'

I ain’t gettin' this twisted

Holdin' on like a hubcap in the fast lane, in the car pool lane

Puffin' on some maryjane

Me and a couple of my commrads man

We some fools like dat

We live for dis

Ghetto, Gutter, and Gangsta shit like Mack Dime

I’m one vigorous sons of a bitch mayne I’m bout mine

Y’all know what I’ll be doin' if I didn’t know how to rhyme

Y’all know that the Water would still be out there on the grind

Shovlin', hustlin'

Livin' the dark side life of crime

Money and musclin'

Never workin' a 9 to 5

Rubber bullets and tear gas here come the task

Lookin' for yayo in my coffee table harass

Me and my family on our naval layin' in the grass

Diggin' and chokin' from the pepper spray that they blast

They burnin' theyself out

They runnin' outta things to say

So they rely on WHO!

E-40 Belafonte

The innovator, the king of the yay

The money motivator bustin' like a Chinese AK

Game poker rhyme sayer

The alpha and omega of the… RAP GAME

Playa from the hill Vallejo

My dictionary book of slang done finally came

Brought to you by Murder Dog Magazine, Magazine?

Magazine like my street

15 years in the game and I still ain’t reach my peak

Be on the look out for the History channel me and $hort

Slidin', dippin' in my super sport

Glidin', tryin' to stay afloat like the love boat

Ridin' away, misbehave

Hit the turtle, blow some smoke man

Oh shoot I’m gone

I’m poked out

I’m twisted, stoned

I’m ugh

Talkin' bout the Pharmaceutical’s biaaatch

Stovetop Productions, heavy on the grind intergamin'

Droopy on the beat

4−0, buy some

Wit the hurry up biaaatch

The Pharmaceutical’s

Yeah pimp, The Pharmaceutical’s

Pimpin', that’s my production team mayne

I thought you thought

On the planet earth nigga

Don’t get it twited

Biaaatch!