Walk Out

And in here is where the heroin boil

And I also got a large pot of cigarette oil

That's embalming fluid, illiterate are you?

That's okay, man, I got the medicine for you

I got, I got, I got the amphetamine for you

Got that vitamin D-R-U-G for your shorty

One window to let the dawn in

'Cause we hustle in this bitch midnight to morning, yeah

We dump in and pump out, ow

I showed you this window for you to jump out, ow

You on the backyard lawn where a **** got the ganja growin'

No cats or dogs, rats or snakes, Sams or Jakes

Around here, it's all gravy, ham and steak

Mama cookin' that up, here, have a plate

That's Mama Carter, she's a basket case

But I make sure her sandwiches and napkins straight

You pick with this picnic and I'm at your face, fucker

I say I'm at your throat, this was Tha Carter, slam the door

Go