Aftermath

Alright players, Alright Gs

Hustlers, pimps, macks, real *************z and all that

The Time has come, and what a time to drop real gangster poetry on that ass

Ha ha, yeah, comin' at you from the under world, The Aftermath!

A group of underground launtics brought together on mission of destruction

So all you ******* and whores beware, for what lurks be on in the bucklers

Give too meanin' into the words is totally insane

187Um, my mother******' murderous homicidal skills for you suckers

Stay down to get that ass clown

Km.G, the mother******' undertaker, the ************* breaker

So whores if you didn't know, now you do

So that's just the first clue from a ************* on a mission

You see, Chronic is way of life, Gs

So spray a peace to mothers and get right the ************* out

Awww yeah, what ****less comes to a man named Kokane

Influential in amount, believin' in a certain theory

That all players must come correct, other than it he gets no respect

You see, it's all about makin' yours in this life time

So if that said, I would like to duce one more player in this game

A ************* named Shank, A.K.A. the Kane

A ************* known for breakin' the suckers off

So y'all believin' in the Theory of Elevation

Reason bein, I got the fly... fly... *************t for that ass

So here it is players, aww yeah, ******* too

The fly *************t for you

So tune in 'til it get faded with The Aftermath, *************z

Funk them up

Funk them up, Funk them up, from the Westcoast

Funk them up, Funk them up, Funk them up

Funk them up, Funk them up, from the Eastcoast

Funk them up, Funk them up, Funk them up

Well, alright

Awww, comin' through the mother******' side door

Checkin' all the *************z, and cluckin' all the whores

Before you jump up, and get rowdy like the Yawny

You better ask your ************* if she knows me \"ooooohhhhh\"

Cause I got two pounds of bakings on a two pounds of coke

I brought a ************* some Bamby, some papers, so I can smoke

So you can call them when you want to, baby

Yah, right, because I've just told you homie the same two nights ago

Or should I say four scores ago

So bow wow, wow, wow, yippi yay, yippi yo, whore

Because to play you is my only wish

Yo, so pass me the skin so I can rush it like Emmitt Smith

And then I have to come boil that ass, toil that ass

Bump that ass and straight funk that ass

I guess you mother*******s get the clue \"what up? \"

Soda for the cut up, chuckies to hop to \"yeah\"

I maybe in your Coupé, or Jeep or your Wagon

I maybe makin' dollars but I'm not braggin'

I give my props to my *************z in the Penthouse, see

For tryin' to come up gettin' caught up in the system G

It's like a game, never fit to win

So I'll see you when you get out if not when I get in \"Well, alright\"

Cause I'm not the Rodney King Part Two

So I'm a smoke one for me and smoke a gang for you, yeah

Then you're makin' a *************, aww *************t, the whore gigolo flow

Quick so... what's the word?

I've just set a to the whores with the Deuce on the corner

The green eyed hooker with the juice and the totters

The true black macadamian in Funk pole

Hit the whores, get quick to fade Al Capone

Let me take my hair off

And peep my MC Donalds, six Magazines freak

All the nymphos I'm a ************* fiend

Ooh, Mister Mister, twister twister is what they call me

Then they bone me

Whores on my Diznick, I'm livin' a revelation

I'm kickin' the real *************t, ************* the *************'s reputation \"************* it\"

Go out to through dome, what up?, I'll straight ************* you

Or told my ************* *************t, .45 to buck you

Or I'm a trip and bring chaos at it

Or my ************* Mack ******' Re-up to Pimp Clinic

So, I'm a ask you a question \"what up Loc'? \"

Do you wanna die for me? \"yeah\"

Or do you wanna die for my Kokane at 17-5 a key?

Awww yeah, I said leanin' on my toners when I'm bailin'

Through the crooked streets deep in Cali' where I'm dwellin'

Sellin' mobile ****s cause I gotta make a dollar

Finna drop the top of my Rag-Top-Trey Impala

I'm jerkin' a local ************* out the do it and sharin' dirt

Got two whores on the corner and they finna put in work

Now the pimps, though I *************ps my pimp

And on the down low, too many whores'll get a ************* in some trouble

And so I'm... bumped the three wheel motion

Hit the corner quick, fiendin' like the Chronic stick

[Eazy-E:] And get higher than a mother*******

I got a beap on the sky pager, trick ass *************

Put the trick on time so it's off to the next day

Yeah, picked up my mobile phone, to make a booty call

Creepin' down Crenshaw, watchin' out for the law \"yeah, the mother*******s\"

Cause the police quick to put the ************* on the side of the curb

And take a choke of burb G

And lease a ************* like showy

But I ain't want them up, I got the **** from the street mother*******s

Aww yeah, The Aftermath

Journey through this Aftermath

Kokane is here

Here goes 'Kane, check this out

Now I'm comin' around... comin' around.

Comin' around the ******' mountain

Wettin' *************z up like a ******' fountain

So don't call me, don't get attached

Cause some of you *************s' ass more faker than Wrazzaler Match

Add the preservatives on official flavors

Bakin' video sope, said I say a ******' savior

Give your R&B, house Music, I'll say hell no

Beatin' Donnie Simpson where I be funkin' on the show

Who gives the funk *************t like that? you know it's We

Cause G *************t came from the concrete

So take a seat in the back jack, known I gots to strap

No longer will be a white mother******' dictatin' hard as real rap

You're a mother******' hypocrites

Bring your ass as used to promote that every metal *************t

To the K to the O to the K to the A, to that's N-E we flowwww

My name is Kokane, never askin' the reason I ball

So Bon Voyage I gots the stack

And I'm out swords, *************, but I'll be back

Funkin' you