they know by ponic when u look into my eyes there hypnotic every damn day i smoke surrey chronic if i bust my nut in ur bitch she;ll be callin me king tut now aint i a nut i got a stack higher then pizza hut the reason is becus im half black and i aint wack cus of my white my shit stays tight im the reason ur men came out for the fight in the Night when he seen me he was out of sight now aint that a fright


sittin here chillen wit mista T well ur wishin a bitch be on ur bone but u got
no style no tone u mone like a ho u aint even considered as a bro
u cant mess wit my flOw u shud go take another line of bLOw cus
im smOoth theres no way u can follOw my grOove im ready for my next jack move
dont even try in step i got heat its on fire like my beat
if u aint like it why u tappin ur fuckin feet cus my shits elite


cats circle me like im purple like im straight from heaven
and its not odd when they call me god
bitches be lookin at me like im a gene that gives out
wishes but i dont give away any of my riches aint got time for those snitches




when i look in a mirror my reflection
be straight perfection
i dont need a rate
so damn pretty i be da judge at the gate
holder of ur fate
a wonderful sex mate
got the power to create
if u see ponic
ill have the chronic in my palm it be dank
but still wont make me drop a drip of my drank
so sexy let me see u shake it
might pull out my snake
and make wont be no fakin it

seven inch blade
im not black im another shade
it be white
my shit is tight
dont even move
when i talk im to smooth
always ready for a jack move
so better get ur boots
cus i noe u aint ready for this groove

i forgot old raps for our ghetto where i grew up a screw up



prob from all da indo smoke
all da wonderful bong tokes
all the Nights up in smoke
thats how i got the name ponic
from all the fuckin iller killer chronic
and how my eyes r hypnotic
always got time to sell another dime



cus when we in surrey theres much need for anYone on the street to worrie
cus im in it for da loot wit my steel toe boots in ur fuckin ass
or when i pull da steel its mothafuckin chrome
where da fuck is da cash
cus i got my ski mask
and if it aint fast im ready to aim and blast

u aint got any bullets u hang around wit bitches that have mullets
and when i say jump ur hoe will lick inbetween my fuckin toes this
aint a game i got this locked down and tamed

my shit is straight laced wit kokane
the back of my hand brings the pain
hate runnin through my vains
u dont want me to have u on my brain
cus when i aim bullets will rain