E-40 - Barbarian lyrics

I'm a barbarian, a savage
Fully and semi automatic
A mannish hustler with the package
Rock like Lenny Kravitz
On a mission about my
Mail, peddlin' chickens, burney's and 12's
Rob a nigga if I have to, if all else fails
But that ain't really my get down plus
I know the laws of nature
It might not come back on me now but
This will come back on me later
I'm from it, built for battle
The Bay made me a beast
Same Levis for weeks - 501's, no crease
I pack a cannon
44 like Clint Eastwood you see
A cannon? yeah but not the Canon camera 7D
I'm whiskey off this Landy
I don't know when I'll be sober again
I'm just now falling down from the sky
Finally coming down off my high
If it wasn't for the water the
Rap game would be dry
So I feed the soil life, resuscitate the game
Breathe life back into every real
Nigga that we lost, mane
Uh, he an animal, a beast
He don't eat, nigga he feast
Same jeans for weeks
Out here with the zombies, fiends and tweaks

Do the development while I might better tetch
It don't wanna get caught loose
Some of these niggas act ill when they
Get on pills and courage juice
A lot of these dudes ain't real
Lot of these cats are synthetic
Swervo, counterfeit, yeah, nigga I said it
I just scribble on top of suckers
Up on my solid-dude list
I don't need no liabilities
I can't be taking no risks
Gotta say I found
Go hard like them Marion Barbarians
When there's beef can't be
No vegan or vegetarian
In the streets of Calif harm-ia don’t
Let the palm trees mislead ya
Come out here with that tough guy
Attitude and we'll bleed you
Every time I look around I
Hear the streets blocked up
It's just like where you say send
Ya back in a pine box
I take my shirt off in this bitch
Stretch marks and all turn into something
Put my back against the wall
Get to jacking and punching until
I break a nigga jaw
Keep swinging and swinging until
My enemy fall biatch!

He an animal, a beast
He don't eat, nigga he feast
Same jeans for weeks
Out here with the zombies, fiends and tweaks

Mommy and daddy never home
So we raised ourselves
No dental plan, medical insurance and health
So I'm out here with the zombies
Dope fiends and tweaks
Bodies in the streets covered with sheets
Unlicensed drunk drivers
Sex offenders in prides
Supposed to be saved folks
Sinners and backsliders
It ain't for play, one
Thing about Los Angeles
San Diego and The Bay
We quick to throw it all away in one day
Over some he-say, she-say
Lock me up and throw the key away
Give me L-IF-E give a fuck
"I'ma die out here" became my mentality
Be a barbarian till I'm old
And grey for eternity ghetto celebrity
Hey specializing in selling D
But right now it's a drought
So I'm selling tree
Zips, zaps, zubbles, peas for three
Thou-wow a pound, nigga holla at me biatch!

He an animal, a beast
He don't eat, nigga he feast
Same jeans for weeks
Out here with the zombies, fiends and tweaks