Get Ready Ha Ugh In the midst of all these polluted airwaves I rise from the dead like Ricky Grimes on the stairway No fair play in love and war And believe me this war You gon' need more than a six shooter to score I got Heat for niggas with broken AC's, no Vietnam I'm high off the trees like the Vietcong So pass the weed, if you ain't chiefing then you see the door I hit the Skittles, I ain't eating right but I'm eating doe And all I do is when so much they think I'm cheating doe Maybe I am, but she don't snitch that's all I need to know And hating hours are from three to four There's people dying, we need music that can feed they soul It's Audiopium Get Ready Ha Ugh