Yo it’s time for another hit watch as the Shadow gets closer creepin thru ur wall like I’m supposed to
The locsta Mr Shadow comin thru for the year of ‘99 and beyond I thought u knew
It ain’t stoppin I’m droppin bombs very often my heart is stone cold like my name was Steve Austin
5150 who wanna test me loved by a few hated by most but all respect me
Now let me break it down for all the people in the house Ima show u how it’s goin down
In the city that I reside u know that it be the six one nine I’m gettin them thoughts up in my mind that’s how I write them funky rhymes
Line after line and verse after verse leavin foos in a trance like a witch with a curse
It only gets worst if u try to double cross me Shadow brings the funk like the famous brass monkey
Everybody’s dancin everybody’s askin why do I this cuz that’s how it has been
Beyond entertainment there ain’t no mistaken records be breakin with hits we be makin

If ur sippin on brew then u know what we gone do everybody’s feelin tipsy tell me if ur with me give me a bottle of that Dom Perignon cuz this party don’t stop it goes on and on

If ur sippin on brew then u know what we gone do everybody’s feelin tipsy tell me if ur with me give me a bottle of that Dom Perignon cuz this party don’t stop it goes on and on

As I step in the picture watch as I hit ya with another track foo there ain’t no stoppin that
And perhaps u wanna be doin the way I been doin it drinkin the fluid and feelin the rushin inside of my melon this felon be ready for any type of competition
That’s wishin for me to end my mission the microphones the cuete and my words be ammunition
Stop bitchin about me makin all the loot cuz til the day I kick the bucket ima keep it true
It’s Mr Shadow droppin bombs and keepin heads bobbin from Diego to Compton u know it ain’t stoppin
Given two talents one is this the other is bustin clips I don’t know what u be sniffin thinkin u can handle this
Viciousness this lyricist is fatal when I strike like a crate of dynamite blowin up as I ignite
Till I die movin units like keys across them seven seas like methemphetamines clockin them Gs u know what I mean
As the crowd starts to bounce by the pounds not an ounce party people in the house let me see what ur about
It’s the MISTAH inflictah of rythem for ur bones throw ur hoods up in the air if u feel it comin on uh

If ur sippin on brew then u know what we gone do everybody’s feelin tipsy tell me if ur with me give me a bottle of that Dom Perignon cuz this party don’t stop it goes on and on

If ur sippin on brew then u know what we gone do everybody’s feelin tipsy tell me if ur with me give me a bottle of that Dom Perignon cuz this party don’t stop it goes on and on

Watch as I carry out no one knows my whereabouts all u know is I’m putting it down for Diego and the underground
I keep u movin like shishi u don’t believe me tonight at 19 after 6 go to Amici
Park when the dogs bark u better play the part like u was hard cuz ima start to rip the microphone apart
The darkest rap artist in the industry causin all ur mysteries packin all the clubs like penitentiaries
Remember me i got u sweatin on the dance floor hearin ur girl scream my name and all ur homies want some more
So grab a cup and pour some of that 97 proof bounce ur dome to the roof and feel ur mental fo poof
The truth I’m feelin tipsy spittin like a gypsie bringin more funk than the Arizona hippie
Forgive me u will not like Patrice I be rushin all them foes with my flows leavinum all w concussions
Russians being served ask ur girl why I dissed her tonight Im with my doggs Hitman Chiconas and Whisper
It’s that bald headed thug makin noise make way in the place when u see me and my boys what

If ur sippin on brew then u know what we gone do everybody’s feelin tipsy tell me if ur with me give me a bottle of that Dom Perignon cuz this party don’t stop it goes on and on

If ur sippin on brew then u know what we gone do everybody’s feelin tipsy tell me if ur with me give me a bottle of that Dom Perignon cuz this party don’t stop it goes on and on