[verse 1: chris lacy]

My inner circle is the winners circle smell the jean guttie and a hint of purple
Im from the chi like my n***a erkle but i was raised in L.A where they gang bang
And do commercials im laid back and a n***a cordial but i was raised in the
Streets where they gang bang and do commercials but right now its celebration time
Pour the liquor roll the kush and its elevation time
Welcome to the wonderful world of fresh kicks cool threads and wonderful girls!
Everybody rockin they best stuff and im bleeding im sorry that mean i got a fresh cut
Waves spinning with the razor line and you cool will never be the same as mines
And you cool will never be the same as mines because im fly rain or shine
Schwaze as n***a must have been buzzin to battle me leave everything fuzzy like channel 3
You know the name im flame you need a pot holder to handle me
Compared to me yo whole style ass "cherokee" lyricly ima carry heat till they bury me
If they dont take me back to christ im running the after life
As far as the flow marry poppins ain't half as nice
I was told i was cold as a glass of ice, and you ain't even past alright
This my passion so i had to sacrafice, as far as the fashion im the flashy type
I got my game face im ready for them flashy lights, waves spinning like a roulet wheel
Im a gambler pass the dice im a boss i ain't asking twice snap back and some classic nikes
Im headed to the crib with some nasty dikes, they both bout to have me right
Thats just an average night cuz i dont live a average life
And umm i would pass the mic but the flow acid like so i only left half a mic
This here for the n***as who ain't actin right n***a go fuck yo self "hermaphadite"