Intro

[Intro: Kurupt] This is ridiculous, man, you know I told—ayy, this that sober flow, yo This, this that shit, man, that just make you sit and say "Damn!" Kurupt Ayy, enjoy yourself This is a party, and it's in the West Coast That's the shocker, right? Hey, look, I ain't gonna tell you again Hahaha, look [Verse: Kurupt] Born and bred it, I stay breaded Let it be, spin it on the needles, inject it Intravenous, affect 'em like Lennon in The Beatles Project it like projectiles in loaded weapons Like my mind's my Gatling gun I inject the mic, I consider it a favor if you save it The bullshit, I stay churching in the pulpit Akhi watch me like white folks watch hockey I'm in Hawaii sipping sake with Chris and Maki Talking 'bout stocks and bonds with cheddar and broccoli Famous? I'd rather be broke With nothing to lose, under the radar Hoping to be like these niggas I see on TV I got dollars, fuck the fame, I learned the game from Eazy The rhetoric, we get rid of it I consider it a great compliment to see you imitate the West and shit It shows me just what the West did And plus the fact that I was involved in it, we evolved And it's a great day for Californ-I-A I love the new New York anthem, I fucks with Jay But now it's time for mines No disrespect for anybody in mine Sip a little champ', heavyweight champ Modern day vampire, I'm a live wire Gotti esquire, empire lava lop fire Don't try us, we pious, call the quagmire Intelligence has always been underrated Kurupt, he's always been underrated Underrated, never faded, ain't afraid to say it I call your name out, bitch nigga, I ain't afraid to say it I don't use the regular slang that I used to And this type of honesty you ain't used to And this type of nigga winning I ain't used to But I guess it's something that I gotta get used to Gotta listen to it even when I refuse to I don't sell a lot of records 'cause people don't like me I ain't mad at them 'cause I don't like me neither Either way, I'ma keep breathing, receiving these blessings Heaven-bound, a hellhound retrieving these lessons Murder sessions, aggressions Some sections, the essence, effervescence, progression Every second's a lesson I progress every second, always making my quota I done had so many cars I feel like General Motors And now I got a house the same size as Pomona Want some prolific vocals? Then tell your local promoter This Gotti [Outro: Terrace Martin] Hahaha, what's happening, y'all? It's Terrence Martin and Kurupt Well, actually, it's Kurupt and Terrence Martin So, I guess they call these, these things These, these first presentations on an album the intro I'm gonna call it the beginning of the moment of truth, ya dig? 'Cause the truth will set you free And Streetlights will set you free too Don't run from it