Marksmen Productions, House Gang, Animalz U.D.'z... I.N.S., I see you, daddy (we on the rise) Diz' I see you, daddy, hold ya head, B.S. Big Den, London, rest in peace Why Million [Chorus: Carlton Fisk] It don't matter if it's heaven or hell, dead or in jail You put me there, and I'm all right (Animal rights) It don't matter what hood, I'm good, any state, I'm straight I'm getting cake, and I'm all right (Animal rights) It don't matter what habit or ghetto, cla**ic or metal I got mine, and I'm all right (Animal rights) It don't matter where you from or you at, n***a, front and get clapped I stay strapped, and I'm all right (Animal rights) [Carlton Fisk:] House Gang clap together, wack whoever Porsche Kayan, '04, the color of pepper See you fronting when I pa** through, my plate got cameras I'mma House Gang, Animal, nobody can handle us Roam the strip, quicker than ya Nextel flip Run ya lips, I'm not the next to trick Overnight, bagging extra clicks, war infered submachine Extra clips, mini stash lab, extra kicks I'm on G street, rolling the purple While these little n***az pumping cracks, walking the circle And some say I'm negative, somedays, and some way I remind all these new n***az of the old way Trey eight special, dirty lurking in hallway How could I be scared to d**h, when I'm not scared of d**h b**h, I'm prepared to rep, yeah, either you ride or ya done, let's go