Let It Be Known (Explicit)

Ah yeah you know what I'm sayin'

Ant banks in the house kickin' it with the boy spice 1

Comin' at your dome hey spice let it be known n***a

Spice 1 with the 31 flavors

I be takin' my time so the suckers catch my vapors

On the d**e track rollin' like a mac-10

I'm a fool when I'm f**kin' with a fifth a gin

Fly into the a*s of a beat like a buckshot

So d**n d**e I could be sold up on a d**g spot

This is a section of my many styles

But my direction is to take mcs for many miles

So peter piper packed a perfect pickle peter

Well I pack a muthaf**kin' milimeter

Where

In my trunk with the bump and the funk slam

Another brother like me sayin' god d**n

Fact one：i'm insane to my f**kin' brain

Open up my mind and blast like it's a hurricane

You're in front of a firin' squad

And my job is just to let it be known

Let it be known

Rolling up past a junkie in my delta '88

With two a's in my lap and my aim is kind of straight

Lots of static up in my rhyme b***hes clingin' up to my noun

Gettin' d**e like a kilo or an ounce or a pound

Bitin' up on my rhymes tell me how much you can chew up

N***as up in the rearview with his brains col' blew up

I am not the one not the two or the three'a

I be what is known as s-p-i-c-e

Let it be known yeah

Let it be known

D**e how muthaf**kin' funky can a n***a get

Comin' with the s**t ya can't f**k with

After a murda I'ma step and then I couldn't see ya

Lockin' him up inside my mind like in santa rita

187 muthaf**ka

Kickin' that funky s**t ya just can't get enough of

Spice the n***a that's icy like a popsickle

Hard as a nickel muthaf**kas act fickle

Bet yet it tickle 'cause the nine got the back side

So I kick 'em 'cause the bullet take 'em for a ride

On a long trip get in your s**t and dip

187 up in the tape deck with the muder s**t

Takin' a ship to the dome

Spice 1 is in the house mutherf**ker so let it be known

Yeah mutherf**ker let it be known

4-1-5 is my hood that's where I'm from b***h

Black steel is my brother f**k with me you'll get dissed

Boom boom to the head now your body's numb

I'll punk you out and slap your b***h and get a fifth a rum

There you are c.b.bannern' all your casualties

That's what you get you f**k the 1-8-7 faculty

I'm a fool to my bone that's what's goin' on

My boy got static so I used this mobile telephone

It was busy so I hung up and I called twice

He said who is it

I said it's m.c. muthaf**kin' spice

He told me someone sold my boy up like some col'd slaw

Pack your nine I'll pump the beat up in the jaguar

I push the brakes and smash the gas and started smokin' s**t

Picked up my phone and called my posse from the oakland b***h

Shot to the city like a nine to the boat yard

We chopped him up and sent his fingers with the postcard

Think I'm insane

No I'm just a little senile

And plus I'm caught up in this mutherf**kin' freestyle

And all you suckers must'a had a f**kin' payday

Nutty to f**k with s-p-i-c-e on any day

I'm so insane that my mind is gone

Check it out mutherf**ker let it be known