TRENCH COAT

Good evening. This is your fucking captain speaking We will soon be reaching an altitude of 4 million and a half feet Thats 8 million miles in the sky Please undo your seat belt for take off You are now free to smoke about the cabin Im Dre from back in the day from NWA from black and the gray from Chokin up bitch to smacking her face from Stacking up bodies to (racking their kids?) from Racking up hits to stacking them crates up Im still hungry and Im back with a tapeworm And we was happening and rap entertainment Me and shady for us competition faggot there aint none Speak of the devil Its the attack of the rain man Chainsaw in hand bloodstain on my apron Soon as the blades spun vrun they run away from Who want to play dungeon no one is safe from In search of a brain surgeon the great one Wait it aint funny man its urgent I need one Two boxes of detergent and a paintgun And a emergency squirtgun to spray everyone (Chorus) So one more time for old times sake Dre drop that beat and scratch that break Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way. And lets go (were now smoking with the best, the best) I said one more time for old times sake Dre drop that beat and scratch that break Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way. And lets go (were now smoking with the best, the best) Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon wireless, A nice environment Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrants taking lives of firemen Say goodbye, here I am again ...