| 4 5 stay on my waist in case they come for me |
| Hundred spokes poking on on up, six four |
| We kicking it at the crib, shooting dice rolling dope |
| We do this every night, and we do this every day |
| The dead mans life is the life for me |
| I got 25 lighters on the dresser, yes sir |
| Hand on the dope, other hand on the compressor |
| Step up, it’s time to take notes from the professor |
| But don’t step to BONES, you gon end up on a stretcher |
| Bandana wrapped around my skull, my flow |
| Has influenced the planet, its the underground ghost |
| Keep it pushing keep it moving til my lungs collapse |
| Got a flask full of poison and a pipe to pack |
| We told your girl come kick it, now she on the way |
| She saw the house in the hills and think she went the wrong way |
| , for the moment for the life I’m living |
| Downtown, rolling around rims spinning, spinning |
| , for the moment for the life I’m living |
| Downtown, rolling around rims spinning, spinning |