Everywhere & Nowhere (FLA)

Creepin' through south, creepin', creep... Creepin' through south F-L-A Like you gon' know my name Don't know the day, or the place But you gon' get this game Riding 'round, riding 'round F-L-A Doing what I say so, for the peso Riding 'round, riding 'round F-L-A Doing what I say so, for the peso For the peso, for the peso See, The whip is, sitting on dishes, clean I'ma cop another set once I flip this 16 Word is he comin' through, put your cups up Double R in the building, what's up? Back from the dead, like he Nosferatu It's unexplainable... but, I got you Head to toe in black, guess he Palm Beach fresh And it's still fuck the pigs who keep the concrete red Now his third eye, watching you, watching me Man his shades hide his methods as he clocks the scene Hailing from the darkside Lyrical apartheid Ever since his heart died He's fiending to spark rhymes Master P lines- there's no limit when he's on ya Kid was named Beast, ain't you get it? He's a monster You must be one of those, collapsible cats Who gets your clavicle cracked, with a detachable back Since I'm shaking my head, dead, you're a laughable fact You rhyme now, this time out, so just behave Show us these gats, that you will not spray You came to clap 'cause you wait for the wave And he came to rap, 'cause he can't be slain He came to... Creepin' through south F-L-A Like you gon' know my name Don't know the day, or the place But you gon' get this game Riding 'round, riding 'round, F-L-A Doing what I say so, for the peso Riding 'round, riding 'round, F-L-A Doing what I say so, for the peso