There's no what can't be stopped No killin' what can't be There's somethin' out waitin' for us There's somethin' out waitin' for us
You can run but you can't from the Westside Night stalker, talker, run and tell them it's the L M with the gat and I'm back Off the everyday prey I slay
with a fo' chase ya through South Central Monkey-wrench ho should that, she'll get the bozack I'm not stavin', but fuck that Johnny Carson ho Never had me on the Late Night
Comin' with the that'll hit mobbin' 'cause the flavor's good There the neighborhood Nigga with the third album, how he don't fall off? with the sawed-off gauge
Turn the of the chapter, caught up in the rapture But you know Anita, she can get the Eat 'em up yum and you're Motherfuck Billboard and the editor, comes The Predator
Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but be back
Check your for the new style Fuck Powell and Briseno, Wind and Koon, pretty soon fuck them like they fucked us and won't kiss 'em Riots nothin' but dodge for the system
with the beast, no justice, no peace If any, if we fuck up Denny Niggaz are sick of your white man with no treat That's right, now it's on, on
You call me a Muslim, no, I'm not a Still got my in, Farrakhan for president Of white America, I'm tearing ya a new the nigga with the new black
Strollin' to suburb house and I douse with gas Now who's up trash? Eat 'em up yum and you're Motherfuck Billboard and the editor, here The Predator
Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out Here comes The
somethin' out there waitin' for us
Got my black rag and I'm hoin', Ira Reiner Can kiss my grits like Flo, on Diner I'm meaner a motherfuckin' hyena chasin' antelope Put my chrome to your dome, watch it bust a cantaloupe
I can't stand a rope, so don't try to 'em Talk about dogs, boy I can 'em on your noggin' 'Cause Ice'll cream ass like Haagen-Dasz
Chocolate, I get crazy I catch wreck Even be the tongue like da-diggity-dung, Das-EFX So who is Ice I'm a rapper, actor, macker Got a problem with the redneck cracker, did the tallywacker
Jerry is a devil shit packer with a crazy pitch And the Statue of Liberty ain't nothin' but a bitch Don't wanna give up the crack, to the
But you'll call it racial, if we go and the ho But eat 'em up yum and floored Billboard and the editor, I am The Predator
Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out
Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out
They indicated, that when trapped, the activated A self-destruct device, that destroyed, enough rain To three hundred city blocks