Level-N-Service

Intro: Ice Cube Title's n themes, and shit YaknowhatI'msayin? Just let this motherfucker come on (yeah let's do this) And be fresh, like I am (serious nigga?) Verse One: Ice Cube I wish I was in high school So I could fuck young bitches like Anotha Level do Let me hip you to my Lethal Injection The black erec-tion, in your midsection I have you walking through Like Bowlegged Lou, heidi heidi hoe, bitch ... it's on like a porno I got Different Strokes like Willis and Arnold Now, Mr. Drummond see me coming but Watch your wife, for my dick'll be running a patch like Slick Rick, thought I saw a putty-tat Pussy fatter than the insane bitch that's singing At the end of the game Fumble more titties than Thurmond, Thomas, I'm as Great man as eight man, and Emmitt Smith I got the gift to hit it swift So bitch you need a lift and I'm out Verse Two: Well how can one young black mack unpack Papes in mad stacks with no gat? I'm cool like that ...and then some I got styles in my files so I lend some, to the needy You get up, kid, but you get hit up like graffiti Yo this the A-L rhymes that we say well So ease up, don't freeze up or get nervous Cuz if you do loc got Levels-N-Service So cock back and top that I wear a top hat, I'm at the top cuz I'm all that And extra adverbs, they're the kind you couldn't fuck with I got my style and I'm stuck with it Got levels-n-service (2X) Verse Three: Bambino I down a brew, then I check one two it And tellin bitches bend over, cuz you know how we do it In the W-E-S-T the best nothin less see Smooth adolescent, anti-depressant Bambino Suckaz, don't make me angry Knockin fuckers out, when my Tanqueray's tangy But I'm a playa, pullin Berry's like Holly I freak hoes, and freak flows, with no follies Like the proper brown eps, we're body See most niggas get paid and wanna cracker like Polly But Levels-N-Service, you know what's up And niggas probably think I'm crazy cuz I'm bustin like a nut Got levels-n-service Verse Four: The pressure is on, I combine and come bust rhymes In thousands of shows and still have Miller time I speed it up, I slow it dowwwwn I max, I smoke a pound So sit back, and listen to me lyrically Come all over the track, I fake the wack Fly honies I attract Niggas know not to act up, dips be on my tip So much I tell em back up But don't say nothin, just listen I'm not on a mission, a wack MC dissing I'm just here to present the rep of my group We gots flavor, styles by the miles hoes and flows too I'm tough actin like Tinactin for the feet My niggas love the way I'm reactin to the beat It sounds sweet, I skate you to the street And I make service, so niggas get nervous Got levels-n-service (3X)