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Text: Coolio. Fantastic Voyage: The Greatest Hits. Hit 'em.

It has come to my understanding that
There are those who'd question my skillz and abilities
Since it is thus, I must release it myself
Forth with be thou reprimanded, hit 'em

Hocus, focus on the mighty mic loco
Me and the Forty dump yo ass like a pogo
You better kick it 'cause I been workin' on my mojo
Make your crew disappear like Dorothy and Toto

You're trippin' on me because your girl want my photo
Nigga, you better chill before I send my homie home with your hoe
Fools get careened when they steps into my dojo
It's the ghetto witch doctor sprinklin' herbs on the voco'

I deliver hits like my name was Fuji Moto
Platinum and gold, all the way to Acalpuco
To all rappers international, domestic and local
Step to the fo, get your ass rolled up like a Rollo

Your points need bifocals, you better try to see like Total
My name ain't Ralph Lauren but I'll play your ass like polo
I kick a solo from here to Sojo
You ain't no man eater, nigga, so your hoe style is no go

Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, hit 'em

Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, hit 'em, hit 'em

I'm stickin' niggaz like Mexican's in penitentiaries
The niggaz is flinchin', see everytime the homies mention me
Grew up off Avalon and Century with a hundred ways of illegal entry
Can't injure me, my momma fucked the Unibomber
That's why I'm blowin' shit to smithereens

I'm like the nigga flying guillotine
The illest things I bring that not even DeVante could swing
Before a nigga serve me, his seventy-six is a winter green
Fuck your team, crowbar eatin' niggaz up like Edy, I mean

It's time we started servin' niggaz like they was dope fiends
I smoke all label rosters when I rock like the thing
In the bucket doin' ninety-five like Rodney King

Extreme antimostity, your ultimate adversary
I'm like white blood cells fightin' H.I.V. inside a capillary
I'll beat that ass blindfolded like a pinata, scary
My prom night, I was fuckin' Carrie, had her screamin', "Bloody Mary"

Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, hit 'em

Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, hit 'em, hit 'em

Ay, wait, wait, wait, wait

It ain't ova, I burn like a nova
It's the all see Mona like motherfuckin' Yoda
I rock like baking soda from Compton to Dakota
When I drop I'm gonna crush all these busta's like a boulda

So grab your hoe and see if you can hold her
I put bitches and pets on a fantastic voyage on a ship like Noah
I told ya, I'm a soldier, wake that ass up like Folger's
Give the people what they want a little bit more-a

You don't know the score, what the hell you comin' here for?
Whip that ass like grandpa used to do when he was sore
It's the hardcore, take your whole hood to war
It's time for all the bitch ass niggaz to hit the door

Go home and get your pen and brush upon your metaphors
It's the forty musketeer, cuttin' that ass up with swords
You be the prey, I'll be the predator
Bring the feather to that ass, so niggaz call me Thor

Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, hit 'em

Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
Rrrr, hit 'em, hit 'em

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