Tekst:
Dvorana

The young man stepped into the hall of mirrors Where he discovered a reflection of himself Even the greatest stars discover themselves in the looking

Good things come to those Who stays on they toes Don't you ever stop Always keep it hot Potnah this bubonic cuts, that other shit is high Fuck what you

Aight, what's really? You hit my liker number This Sick Wid It, Jive Records Leave your message at the beep Yeah, on my pager What you say? Oh yeah Kick

It is what it is It is what it is You try compromisin', nope, they don't wanna talk And they got them nuts that's off that Acapulco powdered chalk So

I'm a little mannish motherfucker I take after my older brother Started off selling marijuana, but now I'm selling yola Here take a swig of this bourbon

Where them naked hoes at? E-feezey, Too Scheezy We off the heezy fo' Scheezy baby Off the heezy, I thought you theezy Niggaz ain't havin' no cheesy like

You better watch me, I'm comin' smebbin' Smebbin' down the streets in my seven, oh You better watch me, I'm comin' smebbin' Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety

I'd like to thank the Mack God for all tha playa prophets that he sent I'd like to thank him for Donald Going and Iceberg Slim For dottin their I's and

[Lead vocals: Eduardo Marques] Inside of this hall Secrets and dangers behind the walls Lighting the dark room The warriors' spirit hail the Crown Hall