[verse 1: chris lacy] My inner circle is the winners circle smell the jean guttie and a hint of purple Im from the chi like my n***a erkle but i was raised in L.A where they gang bang And do commercials im laid back and a n***a cordial but i was raised in the Streets where they gang bang and do commercials but right now its celebration time Pour the liquor roll the kush and its elevation time Welcome to the wonderful world of fresh kicks cool threads and wonderful girls! Everybody rockin they best stuff and im bleeding im sorry that mean i got a fresh cut Waves spinning with the razor line and you cool will never be the same as mines And you cool will never be the same as mines because im fly rain or shine Schwaze as n***a must have been buzzin to battle me leave everything fuzzy like channel 3 You know the name im flame you need a pot holder to handle me Compared to me yo whole style a** "cherokee" lyricly ima carry heat till they bury me If they dont take me back to christ im running the after life As far as the flow marry poppins ain't half as nice I was told i was cold as a gla** of ice, and you ain't even past alright This my pa**ion so i had to sacrafice, as far as the fashion im the flashy type I got my game face im ready for them flashy lights, waves spinning like a roulet wheel Im a gambler pa** the dice im a boss i ain't asking twice snap back and some cla**ic nikes Im headed to the crib with some nasty dikes, they both bout to have me right Thats just an average night cuz i dont live a average life And umm i would pa** the mic but the flow acid like so i only left half a mic This here for the n***as who ain't actin right n***a go f** yo self "hermaphadite"