Uncle Sam's Curse

And if you're walkin' in the mall and you're wearin' blue

And there's a nigga wearin' red starin' at you

That's Uncle Sam's Curse

Uncle Sam's Curse, uncle Sam's Curse

Uncle Sam's Curse, uncle Sam's Curse

Hell yeah, ugh, since we in here, man,

Why don't you set some shit off man before we get the fuck out of here?

Awww shit, we're wicked

I swear, I'll sweat your ass

Yeah, the Clinic came to blast

We're lookin' for them fake gangsters

They're handin' out the murder raps

Yeah, they're shakin' suckers like craps

Shit comes to pass, nigga

I hope you're not the victim of a raper

And let a nigga take your paper

And run, and live life swell

While you're rottin' and rhymin' in a cell

Now break yourself, nigga, how the hell you figure?

You used to need gas money home

Yeah, I guess the Gs are full grown

Yeah, now it's time to play, the motherfuckin' clone

You're actin' all stupid like you don't know where we been

We buyin' a gang of gats, so tell a friend "Tell them"

That God put us here, to innovate first

Now the world's given, uncle Sam's Curse

See, I don't trust man, nigga, only trust God

So when it's on, bow down to the Black Mob

I be the dark skinny nigga representin' from Pomona

In the Rag-Top-Trey, on them dark corners

Yeah, cause I'm a floss for mine, and I'm a toss for mine

To let you know, that it costs for mine

Yeah, cause I'm a come like a true nigga

And for lunch, I think I won't fly twice, nigga

Awww shit, aww shit, we're goin' off the deep end

We're all off the hook and we're flowin' like the wind

I'm a take off on your ass like a LearJet

And if the shit gets deep, you gonna get wet up

And out of the luck, tryin' to fuck with the original

I used to slang dope, but now I get residuals

What's your name?

One eighty seven

What's your name?

One eighty seven

What's your name?

One eighty seven

If I hear you diss my crew, it's on, forever!