Blue berry blunt wrap/ Gettin blue back/ Bay mack plaque in the back of the blue 'Lac/ Navy Blue long sleeves on my blue tees/ Powder Blue knock-offs on my blue dees/ Got a blutiful glow from that blue ice/ Crack the crack game nice with the blue dice/ Light the blunt with the torch and the flame blue/ I'm in the fastlane gettin' my brains blewed/ Blue kicks look good with the blue fit/ I keep a blue choke chain on my blue pit/ Stuff a dub worth the buzz in a blue bag/ Jumpin' out the blue Jag With a blue rag/ Blue belts, blue hats blue coats/ Don't sang but I do hum blue notes/ High as a kite all night off the Blue Dolphin/ When I go lay me in the blue coffin

In the mystic state of mind, when i create a rhyme/ My microphone massacres every year the same time/ With audio amputations, vocal thoughts of a loud talker/ Up against the microphone night stalker/ With a tendency of bashing mcs, like ten of me/ As you can see i continue mashin' mcs/ Caboom, the room gets cleared as my views get clearer/ Extra-terrestrial microphone terror/ In effect, get infected/ Tell me what the f*cc you expected/ These venomous injections/ I leave whole sections, and sections full of injections/ From these poisonous melodies and selections/ I select the methods of slow anguish/ I mangle sh*t with my language

Tha boy jd was a friend of mine / ’til I caught him in my car trying tah steal a alpine / I chase him up tha street tah call a truce / Tha silly cluckhead pulls out a deuce deuce / Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge / One sucka dead L.A. times front page

But I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G / But these problems probably havin ni**az prayin to see / at a early age so at any early stage in life / I chose to get my ish tight ya gotta struggle and fight / it cost an arm and a leg just to live on your knees / and I'm tryin to keep my sanity God help me please

Some times I kick back and chop it up with myself, and get relief 'cause this pimping is extremely therapeutic...