Off the Wall

Let me ask this question real quick, umm As far as the Smif-N-Wessun And the name change and everything like that Now how did that come about? How did that evolve into the Cocoa Brovaz And everything like that? That was jealousy, man That's all that is, man (Jealousy, man) Jealousy and ignorance, man Yeah Niggaz got me stressed, man Oh, just burn a spliff, don't worry about that In my pink Cadi, I have a Uncle Sam arms men to kill in the 'hood I make 'em snap it, test it My choice of weapon That Smif-N-Wessun, try Sue me for the namesake Yo, who's pimpin'? Yo, who's pimpin'? I woke up in the morning, what did I see? Unknown faces starin' down at me First off with the flee as fear overpowered me Chlorophyll got me ready to black, I can't breathe Niggaz askin' me who's Smif and who's Wessun We got you now we're lookin' for your partner 'Cause you're messin' with the incomin' currency And frankly we don't give a fuck about your privacy We been watchin' you for a while now We know about the calls made back and forth Down south word of mouth You had your peoples workin' out But I doubt you had 'em lookin' out 'Cause we can pick 'em out Now we got 'em listed on our internet systems Know about the crimes and the names of all their victims Even got the pinpoint spotter where you hang You got big dreams comin' 'round tryin' to change things Let me say Why they try to suffocate and stifle all of our intentions They want our sufferations, trial and tribulations Too much to mention Well, tell them that we no 'fraid We don't have a big gate From every corner, angle, and section Not quite far I see '99 in crystal ball Them city-order ducks softly walk I got by the government the other day I opened it and read it, it said they was suin' Said I couldn't move the way that I was movin' And I couldn't do the things that I was doin' Causin' mass confusion with the name that we was usin' Said they gun sales was conflictin' with our music Sent me multi-paid contracts just to prove it The trademarks on belt-buckles, shirts, and knives Ain't that the most off the wall shit you heard in your life Probably heard his junior singin' Mr. Ripper's in your Area Feel your heart skip a beat as I'm nearin' you I'm hearin' ya, askin', "Yo seed, who was me?" At the same time you break my classic CD Run it to the phone callin' up I had it up to here with these damn rap neegers They even got my local boys sayin' that stuff I wanna draft my plain data for a million plush I got a letter from the corporate the other day I open and read it, they said they was suin' Somethin' about we was causin' confusion Wanted me and my son to change the name we was usin' Had our associates nervous, soup, try to serve it Got our investors actin' real shady tryin' to jerk us Got Tek ready to break somethin' I'm chillin' and stayed pumpin', say somethin' I tell you why the frame won't even think nothin' Hell fell Oh, well I yell Swear We gonna send 'em all to hell Hell fell Oh, well I yell Swear We gonna send 'em all to hell So you're hesitant Where a brother quest to represent I sense no hinder, gender, two-faced intent In fact, cops signed the last government contract Yeah, umm So where's your first world war? Now presently on tour, hardcore Come on knockin' at your door Your revolver took down many of '90's lords Cut to that ad campaign, your gun stores So they welcome your floor of a tribe called Cocoa