- Lyrics
- Album list
- Singer Intro
Ice Cube( O'Shea Jackson Sr. )
-
Maniac In The Braniac
Lyricist:Ryan Garner, O'shea Jackson, Dedrick Rolison
In every game, we gotta have the brains and the muscle The game and the hustle to be real on these streets So here you have it, the Brainiac Ice Cube with the Maniac Mack 10
Yay, y, yay Yay, y, yay
While ya'll niggas think about the papé I think about which Titanic I'ma sink The iceberg, with the nice words I slice verbs and predicets, ghetto etiquette
Y'all better get, this dime mega shit The Braniac, the theory be conspiracy Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty Verbally call the Maniac and his attack dogs Signin' contracts with automatic jack clause
I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas 'Bout to show these so called Wig splitters and nigga hitters Who the man be, and what the number one clique is Let my nuts hang on these busts
And hoes see how big my dick is Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted And Teflon tips keep the .44 loaded Straight quoted in nine trey, by the dime Now we connected He said, 'Mack, when you wessidin' and ridin' is expected' So I
Maniac with Brainiac, Mack 10 You do the drivin', while I do the jackin' Maniac with Brainiac, Mack 10 My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it And it's on, feel the chrome
You in the Stargate, tryin' t'escape, it's not an option Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie Just put the car in drive, we can go ride get this money Determined as the energized bunny, make a left
Underground parkin', guns start sparkin' ATF enemies all around start chargin' Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend Ask me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'
Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think Nigga gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com It's like this on mine, potna By all means, I got the ball So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call
Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool Or you can hand your guns over, and let everythin' be cool But know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back I'm off that wet bomb and the whole fifty yak It's Mack the Maniac, nigga
Maniac with Brainiac, Mack 10 You do the drivin', while I do the jackin' Maniac with Brainiac, Mack 10 My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it And it's on, feel the chrome
What's the plan? Everythin' thought out Everythin' bought out, like Bill Gates My niggas love steel weights I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years I kick your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers
I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen They know when the Brainiac's missin' The big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk
You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em Dog, I knew they were scareless 'Cause my brother Snoop told us So fuck the money and the dope that they punk ass owe us
Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on But I'ma wait in front of they momma house For that one nigga to get home And when I gun, watch his body jump And it's all goin' to amaze me To see his own self Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement
Maniac with Brainiac, Mack 10 You do the drivin', while I do the jackin' Maniac with Brainiac, Mack 10 My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it And it's on, feel the chrome
And it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone And it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome Wesside Ice Cube the Brainiac Mack 10 the Maniac
-
|