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I been tryin' to flip this script and
Take this rap thing to the next page
But the federales got me travelin' on Con Air like I'm Nicholas Cage
Did four years, four months in the feds but couldn't get no peace
Released from the belly of the beast
But the 'ralies put a nigga on a leash
The rules and regulations they inflicted had me restricted, paroled
Kept me from blowin' bomb knowin' I'm hooked and addicted, fa sho'
Now how am I to be an MC when I can't get my travel on?
Can't bring no babby home
'Cause every morning I'm gettin' sweated by Babylon
The only way out is to max out and give these fools back they lease
Fuck parole, probation, piss test, and supervised release
I'ma bring a calendar, bounce, blow up like Chernobyl
Kirk out and get mobile, and do this thing global
Worldwide, rhymin', stylin' in other nations
Blowin' bomb with Jamaicans and sippin' Dom with them Haitians
Kickin' major flows, have Asian hoes
Playin' rum like it's a fraternity
Kick gravel, travel, see what they know about me in V's by Germany
We be global, touch land in that sand over the seas
Do a couple crunk 14's, releasin' verbal telekinese, fo' sheez
Circling with players, under the stairs to the Himalayas
Kinda thick, layer for layer
We be global, touch land in that sand over the seas
Do a couple crunk 14's, releasin' verbal telekinese, fo' sheez
Circling with players, under the stairs to the Himalayas
Kinda thick, layer for layer
Sometimes I sit and reminisce about life in '87
When I was doin' my thug thang brain ten miles higher than heaven
One-track minded, blinded by the game and quick change
Not knowin' across the way-way niggas was doin' big thangs
And it's a shame, 'cause before I hit the F-E-Ds
I didn't know about them niggas in Cuba and them sisters in Belize
Now I'm curious, is Belizean pussy the bomb?
When they blow, do they hum? And how quick do they cum?
Boy, it's time to hit the friendly skies and fly like a seagull
Post up in spots where the pot's good and legal
Eat tacos in Mexico with cats named Flaco
And catch a red-eye flight the same night to Morocco
Top-notch, yo, chasin' super-bad scrilla fiends
Then bounce to the Philippines and get more head than guillotines
Boy, life ain't nothin' but fat checks and head sex
So I'ma get mobile, stay global like FedEx
We be global, touch land in that sand over the seas
Do a couple crunk 14's, releasin' verbal telekinese, fo' sheez
Circling with players, under the stairs to the Himalayas
Kinda thick, layer for layer
We be global, touch land in that sand over the seas
Do a couple crunk 14's, releasin' verbal telekinese, fo' sheez
Circling with players, under the stairs to the Himalayas
Kinda thick, layer for layer
I was a cell dweller, eatin' Top Ramen and sardines
But now it's Taiwanese, Japanese cuisine
Barefooted, fitted, sippin' on sake
Blowin' big hashish while I feast on teriyaki
International is how I'm smashin', ho
A cutthroat nigga that will blast and roll
I took a trip to Queens to see Chas and Preme
They had a nigga blowin' brown, said it wasn't no green
But that ain't no thang, 'cause in Tacoma
I blew bomb 'til I was in a coma
And in Seattle, my partner Chilly Chill
Got that purple leaf dank that's really real
I'm global, boy, I be travelin'
Gettin' further in the air like a javelin
Chirpich, Kirkitch, finna bounce to St. Croix
Mac Dre, global, holla at your boy
We be global, touch land in that sand over the seas
Do a couple crunk 14's, releasin' verbal telekinese, fo' sheez
Circling with players, under the stairs to the Himalayas
Kinda thick, layer for layer
We be global, touch land in that sand over the seas
Do a couple crunk 14's, releasin' verbal telekinese, fo' sheez
Circling with players, under the stairs to the Himalayas
Kinda thick, layer for layer
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