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10000 Cadillacs - Reap The Whirlwind Lyrics



  1. What the future brings
  2. Pimp
  3. Off the rip
  4. Kickin up dust
  5. Get gone
  6. Exercise in true love
  7. Daddy
  8. We got game

What the future brings


What the future brings I'm waiting in the wings
+
I sing of kings and queens
+
But they don't mean as much as the streets do
+
You know what I mean?
+
Step up step up and speak your mind
+
I got my Caddy crown cause I'm down
+
For mine now it's 1999 so you know we gotta party
+
Raise your forty if you're naughty
+
If you feel me join my army
+
Gotta bomb 'em with this track
+
It's trauma that we pack
+
Mad drama Cadillacs got that karma coming back
+
So avenge the souls cause it's revenge that we hold in the highest regard
+
We praise the gods of old so let go of my style
+
You stole three cards and you fold
+
Motherf*cker don't you know Cadillacs broke the mold
+
Hands up it's a hold up you never should of showed up
+
Cadillacs plot and rock the block
+
Until it blows up back to the top drop
+
Game plan can't you tell we're gettin' tired of the same old thing
+
Man check it out we're coming up for a take down
+
And ol boy is 'bout to buckle under breakdown
+
Stand up if you're down take a look to the future
+
This generation gap can't be sewn with a suture
+
So step off the toes of those that you stand on
+
Looks like you're fallin' off without a damn thing to land on
+
History repeats itself society defeats itself
+
And egos won't allow us to learn from our conceited self esteem
+
Is what it is that we gotta take back if they hit ya
+
And they hurt ya hit back make an impact
+
We're rollin' with the punches and we're takin' our swings
+
And we're waitin' in the wings for what the future brings
+
I'm waiting in the wings
+
I sing of kings and queens
+
But they don't mean as much as the streets do
+
You know what I mean?
+
Bring that funkcore once more dunk and score
+
A deuce how loose is your interpretation of a truce
+
No pause for the catch up cause the rhythm never lets up
+
Searchin' for the truth yeah the youth have got their heads up
+
Eyes wide minds open taken down the narrow like Beretta
+
You betta keep your eyes on the sparrow
+
Return of the dragon heir to the throne
+
And with the microphone we're gonna reunite the home
+
Team is the key contradictory to belief
+
Believe that team equals victory
+
Now lock it in the pocket and let the rhythm roll
+
Hit play on the machine and let the home team flow
+
Cause we're jumpin' out the box
+
Got 'em fat and for the kill waitin' in the cut
+
Just to kick 'em in the grill
+
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What the future brings I'm waiting in the wings
+
I sing of kings and queens
+
But they don't mean as much as the streets do
+
You know what I mean?
+
Step up step up and speak your mind
+
I got my Caddy crown cause I'm down
+
For mine now it's 1999 so you know we gotta party
+
Raise your forty if you're naughty
+
If you feel me join my army
+
Gotta bomb 'em with this track
+
It's trauma that we pack
+
Mad drama Cadillacs got that karma coming back
+
So avenge the souls cause it's revenge that we hold in the highest regard
+
We praise the gods of old so let go of my style
+
You stole three cards and you fold
+
Motherf*cker don't you know Cadillacs broke the mold
+
Hands up it's a hold up you never should of showed up
+
Cadillacs plot and rock the block
+
Until it blows up back to the top drop
+
Game plan can't you tell we're gettin' tired of the same old thing
+
Man check it out we're coming up for a take down
+
And ol boy is 'bout to buckle under breakdown
+
Stand up if you're down take a look to the future
+
This generation gap can't be sewn with a suture
+
So step off the toes of those that you stand on
+
Looks like you're fallin' off without a damn thing to land on
+
History repeats itself society defeats itself
+
And egos won't allow us to learn from our conceited self esteem
+
Is what it is that we gotta take back if they hit ya
+
And they hurt ya hit back make an impact
+
We're rollin' with the punches and we're takin' our swings
+
And we're waitin' in the wings for what the future brings
+
I'm waiting in the wings
+
I sing of kings and queens
+
But they don't mean as much as the streets do
+
You know what I mean?
+
Bring that funkcore once more dunk and score
+
A deuce how loose is your interpretation of a truce
+
No pause for the catch up cause the rhythm never lets up
+
Searchin' for the truth yeah the youth have got their heads up
+
Eyes wide minds open taken down the narrow like Beretta
+
You betta keep your eyes on the sparrow
+
Return of the dragon heir to the throne
+
And with the microphone we're gonna reunite the home
+
Team is the key contradictory to belief
+
Believe that team equals victory
+
Now lock it in the pocket and let the rhythm roll
+
Hit play on the machine and let the home team flow
+
Cause we're jumpin' out the box
+
Got 'em fat and for the kill waitin' in the cut
+
Just to kick 'em in the grill
+
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Pimp


We got static in the front and there's panic in the back
+
If you challenge me again then my pen will attack
+
Cadillacs multiply 10,000 when we ride correct
+
You when you're wrong get gone mow say goodbye
+
You see I'm still on top this is my spot to rock
+
And this shit won't stop
+
Don't bother checking the clock
+
Give me a few ticks and I'll drop the tock
+
While Skinny's got my back like Capt. Kirk got Mr. Spock's
+
Block to block rockin' shame shame if you're jockin'
+
And I'll drop a playa hater if I catch him cockblockin'
+
This game can't be contained I'll maintain my reign
+
While you strain to hang still my style remains
+
I got leather interior white wall exterior
+
A Cadillac as big as an aircraft carrier breaking down barriers
+
Shaking your dariers Cadillac killers tell me what could be
+
Scarier Skinny's on the mix and these Trix aren't for kids
+
So phatten up the kicks and pull back the mids
+
Lets wax attack trax I'm back to mack
+
That I got game and about fame yeah I've been known to attract
+
That Cadillacs pimp a playa tha mack the mayor
+
Funky rhyme sayer make you want to say yeah
+
So dis this or dismiss this have a very merry Christmas
+
Nigga I don't give a shit you see that's never been my business
+
I'm a pimp a playa the mack the mayor funky rhyme sayer
+
Make you want to say yeah he's a pimp a player
+
Don't give a shit see he don't care he's a pimp a player
+
So all you tricks should beware he's a pimp rollin' with my road dogs
+
We broke and rewrote laws once
+
You hear my flow then you'll know where you stole yours
+
Read it in the papers take it to the bank
+
I'm a Cadillac so you better be a tank
+
I sank your battleship so whatcha gonna do
+
You can't hide because you've got no place to run to
+
Who knew I knew you're thru
+
What's new over the cuckoo's nest once blessed
+
One flew back in fact I never left the attack
+
Just paused with the cause kicked back and cold macked
+
Like a like a true player funky funk rhyme sayer
+
Bandwagon is the dragon and I'm the dragon slayer
+
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We got static in the front and there's panic in the back
+
If you challenge me again then my pen will attack
+
Cadillacs multiply 10,000 when we ride correct
+
You when you're wrong get gone mow say goodbye
+
You see I'm still on top this is my spot to rock
+
And this shit won't stop
+
Don't bother checking the clock
+
Give me a few ticks and I'll drop the tock
+
While Skinny's got my back like Capt. Kirk got Mr. Spock's
+
Block to block rockin' shame shame if you're jockin'
+
And I'll drop a playa hater if I catch him cockblockin'
+
This game can't be contained I'll maintain my reign
+
While you strain to hang still my style remains
+
I got leather interior white wall exterior
+
A Cadillac as big as an aircraft carrier breaking down barriers
+
Shaking your dariers Cadillac killers tell me what could be
+
Scarier Skinny's on the mix and these Trix aren't for kids
+
So phatten up the kicks and pull back the mids
+
Lets wax attack trax I'm back to mack
+
That I got game and about fame yeah I've been known to attract
+
That Cadillacs pimp a playa tha mack the mayor
+
Funky rhyme sayer make you want to say yeah
+
So dis this or dismiss this have a very merry Christmas
+
Nigga I don't give a shit you see that's never been my business
+
I'm a pimp a playa the mack the mayor funky rhyme sayer
+
Make you want to say yeah he's a pimp a player
+
Don't give a shit see he don't care he's a pimp a player
+
So all you tricks should beware he's a pimp rollin' with my road dogs
+
We broke and rewrote laws once
+
You hear my flow then you'll know where you stole yours
+
Read it in the papers take it to the bank
+
I'm a Cadillac so you better be a tank
+
I sank your battleship so whatcha gonna do
+
You can't hide because you've got no place to run to
+
Who knew I knew you're thru
+
What's new over the cuckoo's nest once blessed
+
One flew back in fact I never left the attack
+
Just paused with the cause kicked back and cold macked
+
Like a like a true player funky funk rhyme sayer
+
Bandwagon is the dragon and I'm the dragon slayer
+
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Off the rip


The area code for Cleveland's (216)
+
Where Caddy clicks are pimpin' tricks
+
So raise your Bics and blaze some shit
+
We drop this mix straight off the rip
+
We're breaking it down takin' 'em down
+
Pound for pound straight from the underground
+
I once was lost and now I'm found
+
Pop pop and they drop chop chop
+
Let it rock and you gotta be down
+
To know what's up doc knock knock
+
At your door get your guns on the floor
+
And I'll tell you once more
+
Don't f*ck with the funkcore
+
We are playa hater slayers
+
And we're always playin' fair
+
We got this city by the balls
+
And we ain't prepared to share
+
So get off my jock don't block this cock
+
Or ya gonna get pac'ed when the hammer drops
+
Cops on the payroll that'll say y'all got popped over rocks
+
Recognize this is my scene
+
A forty ounce is my cantine
+
10,000 on my team and we're all about that green.
+
10,000 off the rip motherf*cker
+
F*ck around straight from the underground
+
Shut 'em down
+
Shut 'em down
+
10,000 Cadillacs
+
(216) Cleveland's my crew
+
Cadillacs my click
+
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The area code for Cleveland's (216)
+
Where Caddy clicks are pimpin' tricks
+
So raise your Bics and blaze some shit
+
We drop this mix straight off the rip
+
We're breaking it down takin' 'em down
+
Pound for pound straight from the underground
+
I once was lost and now I'm found
+
Pop pop and they drop chop chop
+
Let it rock and you gotta be down
+
To know what's up doc knock knock
+
At your door get your guns on the floor
+
And I'll tell you once more
+
Don't f*ck with the funkcore
+
We are playa hater slayers
+
And we're always playin' fair
+
We got this city by the balls
+
And we ain't prepared to share
+
So get off my jock don't block this cock
+
Or ya gonna get pac'ed when the hammer drops
+
Cops on the payroll that'll say y'all got popped over rocks
+
Recognize this is my scene
+
A forty ounce is my cantine
+
10,000 on my team and we're all about that green.
+
10,000 off the rip motherf*cker
+
F*ck around straight from the underground
+
Shut 'em down
+
Shut 'em down
+
10,000 Cadillacs
+
(216) Cleveland's my crew
+
Cadillacs my click
+
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Kickin up dust


Skinny's got the tracks I got the raps my name is wax
+
Makin' money by the stacks like 10,000 Cadillacs
+
Snappin' necks and cashin' checks
+
I wrecks a mic like a Mexican trippin' on tequila
+
Better notify your next of kin cold loco like a Cocoa Puff
+
Cuckoo for that funky stuff rollin' with some
+
Roger cause you know that shit
+
So ruff so tuff I'll huff and puff a blunt
+
And sink a drink right out that bottle
+
10,000 Cadillacs on the motherf*ckin' throttle not a goddamn roll model
+
You best recognize I'll take a Billy D. any day over St. Ides
+
In my pocket there's a Trojan throw on a slow jam
+
Some Earth, Wind, and Fire and I'll hit and run
+
Until you find the one that makes you realize that your player days are done
+
You put the Cadillac in park and let the motherf*cker idle
+
It's like Skinny said wax is unbridled
+
I'm a horse without a saddle like a snake
+
I'll shake and rattle always prepared for battle
+
I'm a motherf*ckin' Cadillac
+
Cops are corrupt and kids are kickin' up dust
+
And it's about to erupt the world is ready to bust
+
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Skinny's got the tracks I got the raps my name is wax
+
Makin' money by the stacks like 10,000 Cadillacs
+
Snappin' necks and cashin' checks
+
I wrecks a mic like a Mexican trippin' on tequila
+
Better notify your next of kin cold loco like a Cocoa Puff
+
Cuckoo for that funky stuff rollin' with some
+
Roger cause you know that shit
+
So ruff so tuff I'll huff and puff a blunt
+
And sink a drink right out that bottle
+
10,000 Cadillacs on the motherf*ckin' throttle not a goddamn roll model
+
You best recognize I'll take a Billy D. any day over St. Ides
+
In my pocket there's a Trojan throw on a slow jam
+
Some Earth, Wind, and Fire and I'll hit and run
+
Until you find the one that makes you realize that your player days are done
+
You put the Cadillac in park and let the motherf*cker idle
+
It's like Skinny said wax is unbridled
+
I'm a horse without a saddle like a snake
+
I'll shake and rattle always prepared for battle
+
I'm a motherf*ckin' Cadillac
+
Cops are corrupt and kids are kickin' up dust
+
And it's about to erupt the world is ready to bust
+
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Get gone


All the player haters trying to block my game
+
All those fakers making paper off of my name
+
All the babies killing babies on the playground
+
All the static on the street you got to stay down
+
Run up and test me try to arrest me
+
Better have wore a vest P-O-L-I-C-E I see me beatin' the case coppin'
+
No please I bought the jury hurry up and catch up what's up
+
You know it never lets up and if it gets you down
+
Put on the crown now get your heads up
+
I got my wing tips don't need a grip to collect my chips
+
Forty sip equipped not to trip as I pimp the apocalypse off the rip
+
And on the rise see through the messiahs lies
+
Got to silence all the cries the destruction and the demise
+
We try to make it better make some cheddar make some cheese
+
Coming correct we respect T-H-U-G's
+
And these are the warriors and poets with a prophecy
+
And I love that Bizzy Bone when he says
+
That nobody can stop me who shot me
+
Am I bleedin' my heart goes out to Cleveland
+
10,000 Cadillacs don't know the meanin' of retreatin'
+
While you're scared and all alone
+
Cadillac crown is on the throne
+
Ask somebody if you don't know you betta phone home get gone.
+
You know it's hittin' on the one so son put down that gun
+
Doesn't look like you're prepared to battle
+
And this Cadillac will not run
+
I see you lookin' at me stunned my skin has got me shunned
+
Not takin' no shorts or leavin' the court 'till my report is done
+
So dum ditty dum ditty ditty dum dum
+
Your girl is lookin' at me like she's gonna give me some
+
All stereotypes aside one nation as we ride 9,999 got my back
+
And take my side what's your sign
+
Feel the vibe join my tribe expand your mind
+
Underlined pimp defined down for mine
+
As diamonds shine and I'm 24 karat
+
Through skills I will inherit Cadillacs are claimin' Cleveland
+
And we ain't prepared to share it
+
Get gone.
+
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All the player haters trying to block my game
+
All those fakers making paper off of my name
+
All the babies killing babies on the playground
+
All the static on the street you got to stay down
+
Run up and test me try to arrest me
+
Better have wore a vest P-O-L-I-C-E I see me beatin' the case coppin'
+
No please I bought the jury hurry up and catch up what's up
+
You know it never lets up and if it gets you down
+
Put on the crown now get your heads up
+
I got my wing tips don't need a grip to collect my chips
+
Forty sip equipped not to trip as I pimp the apocalypse off the rip
+
And on the rise see through the messiahs lies
+
Got to silence all the cries the destruction and the demise
+
We try to make it better make some cheddar make some cheese
+
Coming correct we respect T-H-U-G's
+
And these are the warriors and poets with a prophecy
+
And I love that Bizzy Bone when he says
+
That nobody can stop me who shot me
+
Am I bleedin' my heart goes out to Cleveland
+
10,000 Cadillacs don't know the meanin' of retreatin'
+
While you're scared and all alone
+
Cadillac crown is on the throne
+
Ask somebody if you don't know you betta phone home get gone.
+
You know it's hittin' on the one so son put down that gun
+
Doesn't look like you're prepared to battle
+
And this Cadillac will not run
+
I see you lookin' at me stunned my skin has got me shunned
+
Not takin' no shorts or leavin' the court 'till my report is done
+
So dum ditty dum ditty ditty dum dum
+
Your girl is lookin' at me like she's gonna give me some
+
All stereotypes aside one nation as we ride 9,999 got my back
+
And take my side what's your sign
+
Feel the vibe join my tribe expand your mind
+
Underlined pimp defined down for mine
+
As diamonds shine and I'm 24 karat
+
Through skills I will inherit Cadillacs are claimin' Cleveland
+
And we ain't prepared to share it
+
Get gone.
+
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Exercise in true love


My heart broke for the last time last night
+
When I saw her disappear into the moonlight chasing midnight
+
As I sat paging through the newspaper reading about who's at war with who?
+
Who's lying to who? who's beating who?
+
I reached for my cup of coffee
+
As black as the minds of men and the hearts of women
+
And I felt an uncontrollable emptiness.
+
I looked up and through the glass window
+
Hazy with a blanket of industry
+
When suddenly the most beautiful woman appeared
+
Like a cherub familiar yet strange.
+
I felt as if I knew her as well as my own secrets
+
Yet I knew nothing.
+
I felt an urge to jump out of my seat and hold her
+
Then I realized a beauty of this magnitude
+
Need not be tarnished by the expectations of another
+
Nor could she ever again be what she was to me
+
At that very moment an ounce of faith
+
For a soul drunk with apathy.
+
It's strange how we instinctively
+
Attempt to alter what we love
+
Often spawning the antithesis of its own incarnate.
+
This masochistic ignorance defines our species
+
And will ultimately lead to our demise.
+
As for my love outside that window
+
Untainted she walks alone.
+
I hope you know
+
I hope you know that I love you for
+
Forever and when forever never comes
+
You'll be in my arms together-together-forever-forever
+
We are one
+
We are one
+
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My heart broke for the last time last night
+
When I saw her disappear into the moonlight chasing midnight
+
As I sat paging through the newspaper reading about who's at war with who?
+
Who's lying to who? who's beating who?
+
I reached for my cup of coffee
+
As black as the minds of men and the hearts of women
+
And I felt an uncontrollable emptiness.
+
I looked up and through the glass window
+
Hazy with a blanket of industry
+
When suddenly the most beautiful woman appeared
+
Like a cherub familiar yet strange.
+
I felt as if I knew her as well as my own secrets
+
Yet I knew nothing.
+
I felt an urge to jump out of my seat and hold her
+
Then I realized a beauty of this magnitude
+
Need not be tarnished by the expectations of another
+
Nor could she ever again be what she was to me
+
At that very moment an ounce of faith
+
For a soul drunk with apathy.
+
It's strange how we instinctively
+
Attempt to alter what we love
+
Often spawning the antithesis of its own incarnate.
+
This masochistic ignorance defines our species
+
And will ultimately lead to our demise.
+
As for my love outside that window
+
Untainted she walks alone.
+
I hope you know
+
I hope you know that I love you for
+
Forever and when forever never comes
+
You'll be in my arms together-together-forever-forever
+
We are one
+
We are one
+
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Daddy


I got a rolodex of Cadillacs 10,000
+
Motherf*ckin' macks rat a tat tat on the tracks
+
Go the gats pop pop and they drop crooked cops
+
Hear the shots pulling out all the stops
+
While collecting mad props gotta ride it like a Caddy
+
While your girl calls me daddy gonna party with Bacardi
+
Gettin' loose you know we're naughty
+
Pass the forty and the blunt I'm not a stuntman
+
Look into my eyes and realize I am the one who can flow
+
You know these waves as deep as the ocean
+
And my cuts with unified were baptised in commotion
+
Got this potion called game jumpin' out of my pores
+
And if the mind is a weapon then my rhyme is a sword
+
So all aboard the soul train these dice that I roll
+
Man are comin' up kid I'm the one they call No-Name
+
You can't see me in the shadows
+
And when it comes to battle I'm Cadillac backed 9,999 prime time
+
When we rhyme five dollar dime on the mind
+
Make you stop look and listen and you'll still be missing mine
+
I'm rollin' with the crown on my hood
+
Good wood with a Louisville Slugger motherf*cker
+
F*ck around say hey batter batter watch a motherf*cker splatter
+
When I hear your teeth chatter makes this motherf*cker madder
+
Nigga got more game than Chutes and Ladders
+
Had enough so ruff so tuff get your hands against the wall
+
I'll call your motherf*ckin' bluff now puff some herb
+
You look disturbed left you layin' in the curb
+
Nigga lost in my verb victimized by my word
+
If you bring this you better mean this
+
I drop genius at my convenience and your nigga never saw me
+
So I know you'll never see this creepers
+
Peeps in my click deep in this shit since the day we were born
+
And we'll bounce if you trip not down with a stick
+
Automatic got a crown on the horn
+
Cadillac haters try to fade us motherf*ckers
+
Got dropped had to say later to the traitors
+
Cause that shit had to stop Cleveland's my spot
+
Props and peeps beats bump in Jeeps jump in clubs
+
10 K's creatin' a name throwin' game showin' love showin'
+
Love baby be my Caddy I'll call you Daddy Cadillac Daddy
+
Cadillac Catch 22 right through ya
+
Booya rest in peace it was nice when I knew ya
+
Strictly business don't let it fool ya closed casket
+
That shit just blew ya mind away
+
Find away bring it all back pack the skills you lack
+
Ya need a little focus hocus pocus
+
Abracadabra I'll grab you when I choke this microphone
+
Al Capone rat a tat tat what's up with that
+
That hocus pocus choke this microphone
+
Mad Max kickin' ass beyond the Thunderdome
+
Sip a cool forty trip while I rip and tear
+
Leggo my Eggo like Prego
+
We're in there like Energizer goin' goin' gone so long
+
Down with U.C. so forth and so on
+
I want it want it want it does that mean I can't have it
+
Pull a rhyme out of my mind like pulling that rabbit out of a hat
+
Ain't that kind of strange the vocal line rearranged
+
But the beat didn't change
+
Order in the court cooperate for a quarter
+
And you oughta realize we ride and bring disorder transporters crossing borders
+
Life is short and getting shorter
+
Sex and lies and camcorders order a whiskey and a water
+
Raise a toast to Bone for bringing it home to the Erie shores
+
See the world got shown where you're at
+
When you are from Cleveland we're breathing and achieving
+
We're thuggin' but never thieving
+
You were deceiving yourself when you thought we weren't
+
Shit I got my click not a clip got a crew not a grip
+
10,000 Cadillacs coming stacked and equipped
+
This is Cleveland motherf*cker this is Cleveland
+
This is Cleveland motherf*cker this is Cleveland
+
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I got a rolodex of Cadillacs 10,000
+
Motherf*ckin' macks rat a tat tat on the tracks
+
Go the gats pop pop and they drop crooked cops
+
Hear the shots pulling out all the stops
+
While collecting mad props gotta ride it like a Caddy
+
While your girl calls me daddy gonna party with Bacardi
+
Gettin' loose you know we're naughty
+
Pass the forty and the blunt I'm not a stuntman
+
Look into my eyes and realize I am the one who can flow
+
You know these waves as deep as the ocean
+
And my cuts with unified were baptised in commotion
+
Got this potion called game jumpin' out of my pores
+
And if the mind is a weapon then my rhyme is a sword
+
So all aboard the soul train these dice that I roll
+
Man are comin' up kid I'm the one they call No-Name
+
You can't see me in the shadows
+
And when it comes to battle I'm Cadillac backed 9,999 prime time
+
When we rhyme five dollar dime on the mind
+
Make you stop look and listen and you'll still be missing mine
+
I'm rollin' with the crown on my hood
+
Good wood with a Louisville Slugger motherf*cker
+
F*ck around say hey batter batter watch a motherf*cker splatter
+
When I hear your teeth chatter makes this motherf*cker madder
+
Nigga got more game than Chutes and Ladders
+
Had enough so ruff so tuff get your hands against the wall
+
I'll call your motherf*ckin' bluff now puff some herb
+
You look disturbed left you layin' in the curb
+
Nigga lost in my verb victimized by my word
+
If you bring this you better mean this
+
I drop genius at my convenience and your nigga never saw me
+
So I know you'll never see this creepers
+
Peeps in my click deep in this shit since the day we were born
+
And we'll bounce if you trip not down with a stick
+
Automatic got a crown on the horn
+
Cadillac haters try to fade us motherf*ckers
+
Got dropped had to say later to the traitors
+
Cause that shit had to stop Cleveland's my spot
+
Props and peeps beats bump in Jeeps jump in clubs
+
10 K's creatin' a name throwin' game showin' love showin'
+
Love baby be my Caddy I'll call you Daddy Cadillac Daddy
+
Cadillac Catch 22 right through ya
+
Booya rest in peace it was nice when I knew ya
+
Strictly business don't let it fool ya closed casket
+
That shit just blew ya mind away
+
Find away bring it all back pack the skills you lack
+
Ya need a little focus hocus pocus
+
Abracadabra I'll grab you when I choke this microphone
+
Al Capone rat a tat tat what's up with that
+
That hocus pocus choke this microphone
+
Mad Max kickin' ass beyond the Thunderdome
+
Sip a cool forty trip while I rip and tear
+
Leggo my Eggo like Prego
+
We're in there like Energizer goin' goin' gone so long
+
Down with U.C. so forth and so on
+
I want it want it want it does that mean I can't have it
+
Pull a rhyme out of my mind like pulling that rabbit out of a hat
+
Ain't that kind of strange the vocal line rearranged
+
But the beat didn't change
+
Order in the court cooperate for a quarter
+
And you oughta realize we ride and bring disorder transporters crossing borders
+
Life is short and getting shorter
+
Sex and lies and camcorders order a whiskey and a water
+
Raise a toast to Bone for bringing it home to the Erie shores
+
See the world got shown where you're at
+
When you are from Cleveland we're breathing and achieving
+
We're thuggin' but never thieving
+
You were deceiving yourself when you thought we weren't
+
Shit I got my click not a clip got a crew not a grip
+
10,000 Cadillacs coming stacked and equipped
+
This is Cleveland motherf*cker this is Cleveland
+
This is Cleveland motherf*cker this is Cleveland
+
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We got game


We've got the game that they want to claim
+
Such a shame to see the jealousy and envy they display.
+
Panic's automatic and strategy is tragic
+
Got game like a no look pass from Magic
+
Now we're poundin' down the parkay
+
Cadillacs parlay and angels surround me as if my name were Charlie
+
10K action opponents in traction
+
I march to Armageddon with my Cadillac faction
+
My team's a regime and I'm all about that C.R.E.A.M.
+
Got money in the backcourt centered like Hakeem crossover
+
Motherf*cker like you never even seen
+
The answers runnin' point Skinny's Runnin' triple beams
+
We got ups and we'll be rockin' the mic till the eruption stops
+
Each tick of the clock the sweat starts to bead
+
We'll give you the freethrow then we'll steal the lead
+
White wait stampede behind the back
+
Feed got funk in the trunk 'bout to dunk on the team
+
Got game motherf*cker mad game mad game
+
Insane motherf*cker insane insane
+
Rollin' first class in my Coupe de Ville
+
Gonna quench my thirst fast then I'll flex my skills
+
Gonna turn this bitch out like I'm runnin' a train
+
Even without a limp this pimp still carries a cane
+
I got game motherf*cker mad game mad game
+
Insane motherf*cker insane insane
+
The name is Saltine AKA Dimebag
+
Hittin' like a ballpen rollin' with a zigzag big bag of endo
+
Known as the chronic Skinny's got some shit to make you bitches jump
+
On it so we flaunt a little heaven cause we're rollin' with Devon
+
Let her blow on the dice you know they're comin' up sevens
+
We've got the game that they want to claim
+
Such a shame to see the jealousy and envy they display.
+
Bring the boom boom boom and a thump thump thump
+
When I jump to the forefront you're gonna get stomped
+
And I peep and I creep and I get with takin' no shorts
+
Not going out in a shit fit so I step from the waste of time
+
I'm on to your game yeah you won't waste mine
+
I got it to go so I'm rollin' wit the 40 malt
+
Jumpin' the ride lay some rubber on the asphalt
+
Skinny says to me I think you're movin' too fast Jay
+
Hunt for the blunt so we could front on the ashtray
+
Bring that 2 4 6 8 we will annihilate
+
You're trippin' on my game
+
I could see your eyes dilate
+
We've got the game they want to claim
+
Such a shame to see the jealously and envy they display.
+
I call this microphone the throne I own
+
I been callin' it home since the rock was a stone
+
So what ya gonna do to me rhyme is nothing new to me
+
Been rockin' this motherf*cker way before puberty
+
Quite a long time by now you know my rhyme is like a guillotine
+
Decapitating those who take what's rightfully mine
+
I'm insane the name of the game
+
Factual thoughts obtain that outta slaughter
+
Your brain now I'm gonna attack in fact I'm on a jack
+
Tip grip the mic in the ring and let the rhyme rip
+
And tear beware no bandwagons in the dragon's lair
+
I came here seeking new frontier
+
Got game motherf*cker mad game mad game
+
Insane motherf*cker insane insane
+
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We've got the game that they want to claim
+
Such a shame to see the jealousy and envy they display.
+
Panic's automatic and strategy is tragic
+
Got game like a no look pass from Magic
+
Now we're poundin' down the parkay
+
Cadillacs parlay and angels surround me as if my name were Charlie
+
10K action opponents in traction
+
I march to Armageddon with my Cadillac faction
+
My team's a regime and I'm all about that C.R.E.A.M.
+
Got money in the backcourt centered like Hakeem crossover
+
Motherf*cker like you never even seen
+
The answers runnin' point Skinny's Runnin' triple beams
+
We got ups and we'll be rockin' the mic till the eruption stops
+
Each tick of the clock the sweat starts to bead
+
We'll give you the freethrow then we'll steal the lead
+
White wait stampede behind the back
+
Feed got funk in the trunk 'bout to dunk on the team
+
Got game motherf*cker mad game mad game
+
Insane motherf*cker insane insane
+
Rollin' first class in my Coupe de Ville
+
Gonna quench my thirst fast then I'll flex my skills
+
Gonna turn this bitch out like I'm runnin' a train
+
Even without a limp this pimp still carries a cane
+
I got game motherf*cker mad game mad game
+
Insane motherf*cker insane insane
+
The name is Saltine AKA Dimebag
+
Hittin' like a ballpen rollin' with a zigzag big bag of endo
+
Known as the chronic Skinny's got some shit to make you bitches jump
+
On it so we flaunt a little heaven cause we're rollin' with Devon
+
Let her blow on the dice you know they're comin' up sevens
+
We've got the game that they want to claim
+
Such a shame to see the jealousy and envy they display.
+
Bring the boom boom boom and a thump thump thump
+
When I jump to the forefront you're gonna get stomped
+
And I peep and I creep and I get with takin' no shorts
+
Not going out in a shit fit so I step from the waste of time
+
I'm on to your game yeah you won't waste mine
+
I got it to go so I'm rollin' wit the 40 malt
+
Jumpin' the ride lay some rubber on the asphalt
+
Skinny says to me I think you're movin' too fast Jay
+
Hunt for the blunt so we could front on the ashtray
+
Bring that 2 4 6 8 we will annihilate
+
You're trippin' on my game
+
I could see your eyes dilate
+
We've got the game they want to claim
+
Such a shame to see the jealously and envy they display.
+
I call this microphone the throne I own
+
I been callin' it home since the rock was a stone
+
So what ya gonna do to me rhyme is nothing new to me
+
Been rockin' this motherf*cker way before puberty
+
Quite a long time by now you know my rhyme is like a guillotine
+
Decapitating those who take what's rightfully mine
+
I'm insane the name of the game
+
Factual thoughts obtain that outta slaughter
+
Your brain now I'm gonna attack in fact I'm on a jack
+
Tip grip the mic in the ring and let the rhyme rip
+
And tear beware no bandwagons in the dragon's lair
+
I came here seeking new frontier
+
Got game motherf*cker mad game mad game
+
Insane motherf*cker insane insane
+
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