2:00 a.m. hollerin′ outside

Lookin' but I cannot find

Don′t you fall asleep this timeI been all alone on a long way drive

Only you can stand my mind

Only you can fix inside

So if I make it out tonight

Let's make it a bada- time

Okay, I got it, copy

20-20, but I can't see nobody

One eye open, Illuminati

This might be the verse that make ′em drop me

Ain′t makin' friends, we just makin′ hobbies

Know they want my girl, that was just a hobby

Call her 50, tell 'em load up the lobby

Elevate up, no need to find me

Yeah, yeah

X-ray vision, see through you n-

Newspaper stand, we press the issue (press it, press it, press the issue)

We ain′t sendin' shots, we launchin′ missiles (yeah)

Right up at your hood up north

Checkin' Third Ward, I'm goin′ mental

F- out my room, I been rackin′ up incidentals

Cookin' on a tune, I been cheffin′ up instrumentals

Nothin' else to do when you′re ridin' in the

When you ridin′ in the, in the back of the back seat (back seat)

Driver run the miles up like I'm runnin' a track meet (track meet, track meet, track mee)

Gotta watch my back now, ′cause these n- at me

All black in a Benz when I pull up on ya

They don′t want to see me in the ends

In the ends

Let me catch you creepin', here past ten, in the ends

From a tribe of check-a-hoe like Indian

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

To them I′m a big dick, a cheque and some laughter (hey!)

I guess it's all survival but please be careful, uh

I gave up on the Bible long time ago

I hope it ain′t give up on me, I don't know

I came up in a town, they were murderin′ kids

And dumped them in the creek up from where I live

Bodies, bodies, bodies sprinkled around

We runnin' through the sprinkler looking around

Killer would show up with boxes of pizza

And said he had a label recruitin' people

Put that on my grandma and everythin′

My homie said he told ′em his name was Wayne

It could've been me, it could′ve been you too

But what a memory in me, it may need interludes

What's gon′ patch up my inner tube

So I could pop a wheelie and walk it too

Oh yeah, La Flame with the nappy fro' now, yeah

Yeah, in the ends, I′ma kick your door down

Oh yeah, we keep wildin' out the Mo' now

Oh yeah, keep that 300 Z-Ro when I pull up on ya