And in here is where the heroine boil
And I also got a large pot of cigarette oil,
that's
Embalming fluid, illiterate, are you?
That's okay, man, I got the medicine for you
I got, I got, I got the amphetemine for you
Got that vitamin D- R- U- G for you, shorty
One window to let the dawn in
'Cause we hustle in this bitch,
midnight to morning
Yeah, we dump in and pump out, out
I showed you this window
for you to jump out
You on the backyard lawn where
a nigga got the ganja growin'
No cats or dogs, rats or snakes,
Sams or Jakes
Around here, it's all gravy,
ham and steak
Mama cookin' that up,
here, have a plate
That's mama Carter,
she's a basket case
But I make sure her sandwich
is a napkins straight
You pick with this picnic and
I'm at your face, fucker
I say I'm at your throat,
this was Tha Carter, slam the do', go