Released on February 25, 2003

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[Intro: The D.O.C.]

Still smokin'

Chronic and indo

(He's totally throwed off)

Outspoken

Got bodies in the Pacific and they end up soakin' (indeed)

Over my papers nigga

Duct tape with no motion (believe that)

'Cause it took to get these hoes open (uha)


[Verse 1: The D.O.C.]

Blazin'

Front page slow roast

West side home of the jackers

'Cause some of these niggas is bad actors (not that)

They're fit to get you caught up in the raptures

But I just want the green like the masters

I'm watchin' how they do it ass backwards

My niggas over here collect platinum

You know my name nigga D.O.C. used to ride with the notorious D.R.E

It's overdrive for the y2k

Doc gave you the millennium look at how they feelin' us

I keep it rangin' from the bangin' to the sangin' on these fools


[Six2]

Now I'm payin' dues 'cause that's play of the rules

You best to keep your ass on the ride

'Cause on the south side g's contemplate genocide

Termination's the number 1 component on that ass

Sho' make you wanna blast fool don't it


[Hook: Six2]

The south is on fire, 'cause I see smoke

Don't nobody panic ain't no one get choked

Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned

'Cause the south is on fire let that motherfucker burn

It's on fire, nigga I see smoke

Don't nobody panic, ain't no one get choked

Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned

'Cause the south is on fire let that motherfucker burn


[Verse 2: El Dorado]

Hit the block like NiƱo with Tony

Why you tryna hold me homie, I hit hard like the FED

Keys to the city I'm married to the streets

Who am I? I OG as in gorilla comin' down milla

This Fort murder ever hearda of a killa

You the realest I'm a whole lot realer

Sweat Cortez like a yoyay dealer

I used to hide them things in skittles

8-1-7 Mr. murder

Get you heard by agent J. Bergis

Excursions s of burbses

I know you can tell my click ain't hurted

You heard sippin' syrup

The different aroma is kinda on your urge


[Hook: Six2]

The south is on fire, 'cause I see smoke

Don't nobody panic ain't no one get choked

Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned

'Cause the south is on fire let that motherfucker burn

It's on fire, nigga I see smoke

Don't nobody panic, ain't no one get choked

Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned

'Cause the south is on fire let that motherfucker burn


[Verse 3: U.P.-T.I.G.H.T. ]

They nationally televise me on america's most wanted

The man with the most input but no cash to flaunt it

Broke down battered and bruised distributed in target

Sluts are mine just fine as I redefine your death warrant

Street talk, we walk, keep y'all, sleepwalkin', seen it all

The combination of end all killer I mean it raw

Swole after the goal

After hit that platinum changed my name

And my spray y'all niggas down I'm always blastin'

I'm corrugated malefactor no for score crackin'

Actually cease to exist I drive away laughin'

In the street covered in piss

I hear you chokin' and gaggin'

Lyrics vibrate your chest infamous for body baggin'

It's curtains when I'm flirtin' in fingerin' a trigger

The worst pain on a mankind I bring it to a nigga

Wit' an attitude throwin' out my CD like bare foot

Backed up against the wall lyrical homicide natural


[Hook: Six2]

The south is on fire, 'cause I see smoke

Don't nobody panic ain't no one get choked

Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned

'Cause the south is on fire let that motherfucker burn

It's on fire, nigga I see smoke

Don't nobody panic, ain't no one get choked

Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned

'Cause the south is on fire let that motherfucker burn


[Interlude: Baby]

What it feel like nigga

It's Stallone corleone, cash money number 1 stones

You know we do it bit down there

You know we got full nuts nigga

What's up Doc, I'm here to do this for ya homie

And we stay on fire nigga

We'll burn the world naw

It's all fucked up naw and it's gravin'

'Cause we didn't got money and power, I'll holla later


[Hook: Six2]

The south is on fire, 'cause I see smoke

Don't nobody panic ain't no one get choked

Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned

'Cause the south is on fire let that motherfucker burn

It's on fire, nigga I see smoke

Don't nobody panic, ain't no one get choked

Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned

'Cause the south is on fire let that motherfucker burn