All in hood fun A steven Segal nigguh,means, you don´t wanna phucc with ´im!Or end up on a roof top, alone-stuck whiddim!The ground is shaky, gotcha swayin, next to the "´ledge".Then I bumb this punk off, next thing, ya dead!Next mornin, I´m blazin a doobie, readin the paper.Came accross yer o"bitch"uary, and laughed at what it said there!NOTHIN. Ain´t nobody finnu miss you, queer!Livin ya life, like you destined for hell. THAT´S sure to getchu there.I ain´t sayin you wack, son...you´re just sorta square.Can´t see The ´Zookah, ya´lls vision is impaired!A waterproof mc, rockin deep-sea divin´gear.I came to ressurect this bitch! It ain´t LIVE in here!!I´m the beef starter, AND EATER! I make it THRIVE in here!!See if it wasn´t for ME, ya´ll would just DIE in here.I feed you with that Treal shit! Fly shit, like Ryan air!Ya´ll just about got wiped out, made it by a cunt hair!Headz were starvin, so when the trucks pulled up to the barracks, with the provisions.Some of ya´ll was already out, on tasty style-stealin missions!Word to tha curb! I found ya´ll, in sum ole, appauling conditions!So I brought the HEAT, n´ cooked yer beef. Then served ya, with ALL the fixins!! Phucc if you see the irony or not. I´m just spittin that diesel atcha..UPPIN. HOLLA