Big Bang Theory one of my fav Cuts on the album, Sick Song
The way Kurupt Sets it off with his Verse
Chest plates hit with gauges, sawed off, hauled off
Blast wit somethin and I breaks all the walls off
fukk it, tie my flag around my mouth
Blue rag on my face, blue rag in my left pocket
Pistols screamin, unleashin pure fury
Smash, snatch the pockets and all the jewelry
Glass shattering, blastin, nikkas scatterin
Scat, takin three to four to the back
I'm back motherfukker, live broadcast
Show my face, with my rag on, let me throw my hood in the air
Let me put 'bout two in the air
Let me show these motherfukkers that I don't care
It's a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
Livin for whatever it cost's, crime bosses
