A lot of people wonder how they gon' die. How am I gon' die? Will it be a bullet wound? Will they die at the hands of the police? Here's how I think I'ma go. Too much salt, too much sugar Too much smoke and too much liquor The good life, I'ma die here The good life, I'ma die here The good life Come on Power, power The *** I spit will get you lit The *** I spit will get you fed Too much salt, too much sugar Too much smoke and too much liquor The good life, I'ma die here The good life, I'ma die here The good life I'm an animal, my spit's flammable This is Hannibal, I'm a cannibal It's understandable, you think I'm studio But when we leave the studio, nigga, use the hoe Nigga, lose your hoe, like usual Bitch is beautiful, what she with you for? Went in Hiawatha, drunk my fire water Said sayonara to his lonely daughter Five star, Mr. Arson South Central Compton, next to Carson Rips a-rippin', dogs a-barkin' Guppies all move over Dr. Sharkin' Mud in the water, cuz in the water Did he get out, nigga, was it a slaughter? Fuckin' with jaws, nigga, tearin' your drawers This fire water put hair on your balls This is a rebel without a pause With three hoes, like Santa Claus Know all the pit calls and the bylaws Got enough paper, I can buy y'all Have to buy you, I can buy you Walkin' round here with a slave IQ Better get smart or it's déjà vu Back in the dark, nigga, change up Back in the dark, nigga, change up Fire water, fire water This *** I spit, fire water This *** I spit, fire water Too much salt, too much sugar Too much smoke and too much liquor The good life, I'ma die of the good life I'ma die of the good life How I do it, it's a lot of fluid Think you fly, put a spider to it Come down heavy, Isaac Newton While y'all talkin', I be shootin' Most of these artists be prostitutin' Gangsta ***, I wrote the constitution Bitch-ass nigga, what's your contribution? Hatin' on *** ain't a revolution Change this ***, *** the lootin' Westside riders, I'm recruitin' God is the teacher, I'm the student Don't bite the apple, I'm rebootin' Back to the pen and pad, back to the pen and paper Niggas wanna catch a paper, but they on respirators Always on elevators, always dressed like the Raiders Always on my way to Vegas Fire water, fire water Fire water, fire water Too much salt, too much sugar Too much smoke and too much liquor The good life, I'ma die of the good life I'ma die of the good life My best swears, me chest hairs Who wanna ball with the California Bears? It's Montego, every time I'm with my players Alcohol, all in the air I run this ***, I am the mayor You a crazy bitch, Princess Leia Don't you know, my truth is a dare It's the Cyclops, with the eye drops Bump these thots in Goldilocks Bitches wanna gorge on all a nigga porridge Don't ask me for a piece of pizza Hold my arms and say, bye Felicia Why the *** you messin' with the creature? Might wake up and ***in' eat ya Can hardly see ya, cause of my shine Mama, I love ya, nigga I'm nigga lit blind I'm out of my mind, study my rhyme I got the equation for any occasion Black, white, brown, red, purple, or Asian My fire water keep broke to blazin' I got some *** that'll burn your stomach Make you vomit, the dog's atomic Please don't try to mix this with chronic Niggas won't believe that you've seen the comic, no Fire water, fire water This *** I spit, this *** I spit, this *** I spit Too much salt, too much sugar Too much smoke, and too much liquor The good life, I'm a guy of the good life I'm a guy of the good life Too much salt, too much sugar Too much smoke, and too much liquor The good life, I'm a guy of the good life I'm a guy of the good life Too much salt, too much sugar Too much smoke, and too much liquor The good life, I'm a guy of the good life I'm a guy of the good life Fire water, fire water This *** I spit, this *** I spit, this *** I spit I got the power I got the power