[Intro: DJ Quik]
So you want me to wait in line, huh?
How could that ever be cool?
I'm a crucial, if not lesser known artist from the West
And I'm a threat just cause I'm a vet
You haven't found an MC I haven't served yet
[Verse 1: DJ Quik]
You slipping like my rhythm was wet
So I borrowed a Dr. Dre drum track, from back
Cause I got more pocket than Member's Only j-jackets (uh-huh)
Yes, I'm a wizard, I make the chickens give up they gizzards
Cause I'm flyer than crochet, cool as a blizzard, I delivered (uh-huh)
I've been macking all my life, thank you Bun, thank you K, thank you John, y'all so tight
Thank my niggas in the street, thank the soldiers lose they life for this freedom we all love
Only thing we know is life, It's alright (yeah)
To think you might be the answer, to think that you may be the one who could just cure all the cancers, which ya might (which I might)
Do if you give me the right, cause I'm tight, like a titan
I rhyme without writing, no height (yeah)
I'm saying fuck you like Huggabug
Don't forget to mention my name when you mention the city, little shitty (you need me)
I got my hood on lock, whipping out my passport, I traverse the globe nonstop
[Pre-Chorus: DJ Quik]
Now can you sell it?
Do you got the concept that the people can't live without hearing? Did you hit the tar-get?
Can you sell it?
Do you got the dollars with the sense of an entrepreneur bringing the dope raw and pure?
Huh, can you sell it?
So you want me to wait in line, huh?
How could that ever be cool?
I'm a crucial, if not lesser known artist from the West
And I'm a threat just cause I'm a vet
You haven't found an MC I haven't served yet
[Verse 1: DJ Quik]
You slipping like my rhythm was wet
So I borrowed a Dr. Dre drum track, from back
Cause I got more pocket than Member's Only j-jackets (uh-huh)
Yes, I'm a wizard, I make the chickens give up they gizzards
Cause I'm flyer than crochet, cool as a blizzard, I delivered (uh-huh)
I've been macking all my life, thank you Bun, thank you K, thank you John, y'all so tight
Thank my niggas in the street, thank the soldiers lose they life for this freedom we all love
Only thing we know is life, It's alright (yeah)
To think you might be the answer, to think that you may be the one who could just cure all the cancers, which ya might (which I might)
Do if you give me the right, cause I'm tight, like a titan
I rhyme without writing, no height (yeah)
I'm saying fuck you like Huggabug
Don't forget to mention my name when you mention the city, little shitty (you need me)
I got my hood on lock, whipping out my passport, I traverse the globe nonstop
[Pre-Chorus: DJ Quik]
Now can you sell it?
Do you got the concept that the people can't live without hearing? Did you hit the tar-get?
Can you sell it?
Do you got the dollars with the sense of an entrepreneur bringing the dope raw and pure?
Huh, can you sell it?
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