This is a song about "The sixfire"

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

I bring the heat like the

So when ya see me nigga

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Down the street to the car,

I guzzle up at the bar

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

As the tao converted the thief

I say "stay", she wanna leave