A yes yes y'all It's too fresh y'all A little b boy blue You know it's too bukoo (???) I've been from New York to Cali spent two days in the valley And I think I'm 'bout to lose my mind And if I think 'bout it one more time I'm a blow my stack see ya out The back Give me some room that I can breathe in Now I'm a start weavin' spells like a wizard king of the lizard My mojo's risin' like my nature should, not everybody can relate to Hood but I used to roll with high frequency Had a habit of juvenile delinquency If y'all could see all the things I did When I was a kid ya might flip ya lid 'Cause... When I was the age of one My father gave me my very first gun When I was the age of two I was pullin' out records with the SD Crew And when I was the age of three I had all the maddest fishes swimmin' after me And when I was the age of four I was bustin' out shows with rhymes galore CHORUS (X2) I say day to the night, night to the day Up around where I stay we do things this way You got to watch how you act and watch what you say 'Cause their ain't no stallin' when the death come callin' CHORUS II (X2) The man that lives by the pistol dies by the smokin' gun I think I hear a steam whistle, Lord, when my train gonna come Yo, all you duns packin' guns, fightin' for ones It's time to get these hons, start raisin' some sons Plant your seed in some fertile soil And watch me start bubblin' like I'm 'bout to boil Like Olive Oyle loves Popeye Just won't stoppa I got to keep rockin' Ticks keep tockin' Time keeps slippin' My mind keeps trippin' I'm in the road less traveled, sure got lotta stones CHORUS (X2) I say day to the night, night to the day Up around where I stay we do things this way You got to watch how you act and watch what you say 'Cause their ain't no stallin' when the death come callin' When the death come callin' Watch me break it down There's a red house yonder just over the hill With my name carved into the window sill I think I'm gonna burn it down Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down That's what me and my old woman used to say We used to lie in bed and make it up all day Now, I think I'm gonna burn it down Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down to the ground CHORUS II (X2) The man that lives by the pistol dies by the smokin' gun I think I hear a steam whistle, Lord, when my train gonna come Lord, when my train gonna come (X3) Lord, WHEN MY TRAIN GOONA COME