Lyrics 1-900-S.P.I.C.E. - Spice 1

1-900-S.P.I.C.E.

Urrghhhh urrghhh… aw shit what’s this new 900 number shit
Let me call that shit and see what the f**k this is all about
1−900-s-p-i-c-e
This better not be no bullshit either
What the f**k is this?
Who the f**k is this?
Hello you reached the motherf**kin s-p-i-c-e
Meet with this nigga from 187 faculty
I’m f**kin it up cause i’m a nigga from the old school
Straight out the roots like some motherf**kin soul food
Niggas and bitches hear my rhyme and they be gettin loose
Because 187 proof will get the hoes juiced
Excuse expression but I’m simply just a crazy nigga
Who can’t help kickin the funky shit to make my pockets bigger
And try to school s-p-i-c-eget a late pass
Because the fac is pumpin your ass up like a gauge blast
A-n-t-b-a-n-k-s is kickin funky jams
Knockin your niggas out the box like a batterram
I got the faculty in back of me don’t mess with me
Cause murderism is my motherf**kin specialty
Comin with the gangsta shit I kick it all the time bitch
Talkin bout killin motherf**kers dumpin 'em in a ditch
Cause if it’s funky yo it’s funky nigga deal wit it
Punk ass niggas be comin fake I’m comin real wit it
I’m sick as f**k so don’t step to me and play me close
I’ll have you hung from a motherf**kin phone post
Spice 1 is kickin that funky gangsta shit thats hardly pure
I won’t be needin a doctor
187's the cure
Because I’m quick to pick the phone up and say: f**k em all
This is an obscene phone call