[Intro - Partial Hook] My shit is that crack rock Hollywood cocaine So Thelonious, man this beat is that Coltrane
[Verse 1 - Johaz] Fresh out the North American wilderness Blessed like an Islamic pilgrimage Chop lines that’ll shine like a sun on the pyramids Mecca be the place where the heart of my spirit is ‘Cuz snakes bite the grass just to show where they venom is The crack is so limitless, but hardly seen Niggas talk about they paper, but they hardly cream Brothers claim they cook white but they hardly steam My foes lines of that coke, nigga Charlie Sheen The scroll excellent, high-power like Mescaline Asiatic specimen, resurrecting your next of kin I spit the fire voltage, prescribe a high dosage From my divine opus you subscribe and leave your mind focused You now rockin’ with the Son of Man Kill wack rappers at the jam like the Son of Sam Move like a thief in the night Promoters better have my cheese before I breathe on the mic
[Hook] x2 My shit is that crack rock Hollywood cocaine So Thelonious, man this beat is that Coltrane Black Tar Heron, Morris and Cobain This is your life Look around and it’s so strange
[Verse 2 - Co$$] This be that Fash Ecology, black psychology Drop it like (?) or Muhammad kickin’ prophecy We don’t get along like Ahmadinejad and Ariel Sharon And that’s cause y’all cloned You cats try to copy me, repossess your crowns Cuz the Dirty Science colony holds monopolies on thrones Blaze your dome that be the king’s chair and how you dare ever raise your tone To some royal ones, killin’ all traitors and unloyal ones Brother man, walk the Motherland where the soil, sun, sky and the clouds black We gon’ make the crowds clap and heads nod Writers write about us in they headlines Co$$ is like a mixture of that thug nigga from Oakland And that from Biggie man from Bed-Stuy Focus with my best eye - the third one Burnin’ down trees ‘til the herb done The Earth spun off the axis, then reversed months, take it back Funny how them nuccas claiming realest be the fakest acts The first ones that’s faking jacks, you know my M-O Worldwide from San Dago to South Central We gon’ get that change, plain and simple