Head to foot
I was covered in soot
Village Liquors
Is calling my name
Told the Bloods
I´m the man from nowhere

We huffed up a thousand snowflakes
Practicing nasiology
Told the Crips
I´m the man from nowhere

The imperial line
Goes to the western tip
Bonging speed
Down the Crenshaw strip

Pink house, white bars
Keep your face
Away from my stash
Told the Monarchs
I´m the man from nowhere

The imperial line
Goes to the western tip
Bonging speed
Down the Crenshaw strip