Lyrics:

A yes yes yall
Its too fresh yall
A little b boy blue
You know its too bukoo (???)
Ive been from New York to Cali spent two days in the valley
And I think Im bout to lose my mind
And if I think bout it one more time Im a blow my stack see ya out
the back
Give me some room that I can breathe in
Now Im a start weavin spells like a wizard king of the lizard
My mojos risin like my nature should, not everybody can relate to
hood but
I used to roll with high frequency
Had a habit of juvenile delinquency
If yall could see all the things I did
When I was a kid ya might flip ya lid
Cause...
When I was the age of one
My father gave me my very first gun
When I was the age of two
I was pullin out records with the SD Crew
And when I was the age of three
I had all the maddest fishes swimmin after me
And when I was the age of four
I was bustin out shows with rhymes galore
CHORUS (X2)
I say day to the night, night to the day
Up around where I stay we do things this way
You got to watch how you act and watch what you say
Cause their aint no stallin when the death come callin
CHORUS II (X2)
The man that lives by the pistol dies by the smokin gun
I think I hear a steam whistle, Lord, when my train gonna come
Yo, all you duns packin guns, fightin for ones
Its time to get these hons, start raisin some sons
Plant your seed in some fertile soil
And watch me start bubblin like Im bout to boil
Like Olive Oyle loves Popeye
Just wont stoppa
I got to keep rockin
Ticks keep tockin
Time keeps slippin
My mind keeps trippin
Im in the road less traveled, sure got lotta stones
CHORUS (X2)
I say day to the night, night to the day
Up around where I stay we do things this way
You got to watch how you act and watch what you say
Cause their aint no stallin when the death come callin
When the death come callin
Watch me break it down
Theres a red house yonder just over the hill
With my name carved into the window sill
I think Im gonna burn it down
Yeah, I think Im gonna burn it down
Thats what me and my old woman used to say
We used to lie in bed and make it up all day
Now, I think Im gonna burn it down
Yeah, I think Im gonna burn it down
Yeah, I think Im gonna burn it down to the ground
CHORUS II (X2)
The man that lives by the pistol dies by the smokin gun
I think I hear a steam whistle, Lord, when my train gonna come
Lord, when my train gonna come (X3)
Lord, WHEN MY TRAIN GOONA COME