Is You Kiddin'? (Thank U Sun Ra) Lyrics

Is you kiddin'?

Only digital gauges

Ridin' them blades

On 26's

Im'a glide in that 728

That 5 percent

Make them mind they business

You can't get none

Not one not a crumb

Babygirl better keep ya distance

Is you kiddin'?

You must be kiddin'

Blunt rolled tight

Hit the road

Too much pain

In my soul

Up all night

Till the morn'

Trying to blow up

My cellular phone

A playa need

A whole damn island

Just so he can feel alone

Black trash bag

Full of clothes

I'm just trying

To write these poems

Is you kiddin'?

From the south

To the west

True G's

Always gotta

keep it real widdit

Is you kiddin'?

Got the youth

Out robbin' and stealin'

Just for this meal ticket

Is you kiddin'?

These pimps and playas

Gon' stay about this real shit

Is you kiddin'?

From the south

To the west

True G's

Always gotta

keep it real widdit

Is you kiddin'?

Got the youth

Out robbin' and stealin'

Just for this meal ticket

Is you kiddin'?

These pimps and playas

Gon' stay about this real shit

Is you kiddin'?

From the south

To the west

True G's

Always gotta

keep it real widdit

You must be kiddin'

Can't tell none shit

Because they already know

Motherfucker's can't listen