Prepared - Intellectual

[Hook]

Ride with the thumper, pimp, I ain't scared

You call it paranoid, I call it prepared

I never bust in the air!

Ride with the thumper, pimp, I ain't scared

You call it paranoid, I call it prepared

I never bust in the air!

[Verse 1]

Ooh! A noun is a person, place or thing my mackin' (My mackin')

But people be calling me verse 'cause I'm about that action

I'm standing outside of myself looking at me (Looking at 'chu?)

Off this boat diddly bow and the eighth of broccoli

We working real limited space, mayne, don't fuck around with fakes, mayne

Them fragile muthafuckas a get my period ass erased, mayne

Get rid of the dead weight, mayne, before it get too late, mayne

I live in the Bay where they mad-ed the famous word playa hate, mayne

I was forced to be a monsta, I turn into somethin'

Stay for the clap prepared long as I can see it comin'

I take it there I keep a spare hundred round drummin'

Give you a pass if you with 'cha kids or ya woman

Depending on where I'm at what time of the day and how I'm feelin'

But non RK outside of the club or in the fuckin' buildin'

I'm having my bread getting my means having my fuckin' cash

Remove ya head I put it on skinnies I'll beat that ass

[Hook]

Ride with the thumper, pimp, I ain't scared

You call it paranoid, I call it prepared

I never bust in the air!

Ride with the thumper, pimp, I ain't scared

You call it paranoid, I call it prepared

I never bust in the air!

[Verse 2]

Watch ya drinks when ya purp (In ya purp)

Got a Oldsmobile high alert, when ya see a chick flirt

Never know 'cause a bitch could have a wire in her skirt

Never know 'cause a bitch can have a camera in her purse

Never call nobody a snitch until you see some paper work

It's a new game, tell on Hilmar he goin' tell first

This is true, mayne, the rule done changed they need to be rehearsed

Nowadays these youngstas out here shoot you for a verse

Being scarred since they birth, no Christmas jingle bells

Parents ain't home so they raising they self's

I'm into worry I'm out the way I ain't out here stunnin' the clumsy

I don't want none of these hungry niggas to think I got money

Stay polished in them shop, keeping it one hundred is my muthafuckin' job

And anybody would want it can get the whole catalog

The cartridge, the clip

The popo and they dawgs, I might be dumb but I ain't stupid, bia-biatch

[Hook]

Ride with the thumper, pimp, I ain't scared

You call it paranoid, I call it prepared

I never bust in the air!

Ride with the thumper, pimp, I ain't scared

You call it paranoid, I call it prepared

I never bust in the air!

[Verse 3]

I was remember when I was little, a lil' young mustache

When I got my first pistol from my best friend potna's dad

He was a loosey machine Isreal in a Safeway paper bag

For the playa pricer nickel, 'cause he was doing kinda bag

He used to fuck around with the triple, once known to floss

Bragging about what he had and everything he lost

Anybody disrespect him I'm a chop they head off

On the streets he a fiend but in the pen he a boss

I'm rubber up on game not the rapper that's my past

Watching OG shoot the shit and pow-wow

A sponge it up like Sham-wow, how do ya like me now?

Wherever it is in this rapping got a silly ass style

I might be stronger than my ground (Growling)

Then my Chevy on the prow (Growls)

I been in the dark and loud as I wanna be, smoking on some broccoli

All the bitches jockin' me, police always bother me, BIATCH!

[Hook]

Ride with the thumper, pimp, I ain't scared

You call it paranoid, I call it prepared

I never bust in the air!

Ride with the thumper, pimp, I ain't scared

You call it paranoid, I call it prepared

I never bust in the air!

[Outro]

Oh, I never bust in the air!