Contextual Analysis of "tical" in Lyrics

live and direct from the one-six-ooh

pow! raekwon the chef

what?

you know how we do

you can ask the bitch and she'll tell ya fast

are you ready

puffin' on a fat blunt from cuba

i'm the buddha

jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide

and it will never steer you wrong

i will survive

word up

who is it

my block too hot to visit

all my cuban linx niggas

those riding through the darkness with us

ya'll got love for me? i got love for you and yours

my friend

can i touch something? what the blood clot!?!

make it happen

ghettos couldn't bear

i told the boy everythin' he know

you should not try

streetlife

bang!

hittin' with the buddha-fist style

by the red

slap it down

featuring funk doc

a mic murder for hire

mad dick up in your mouth

did it before

i vow to never let you down

haters is never round

this is my show

the fuck you wanna do? more than spike lee's do

in the zone with ya nigga from the group home

got the shit the cracking got you fiendin with your pipes out

notice that other niggaz rap styles is bogus

blazin the stuff that ignites stimulation