(Verse 1)

I never brag how real I keep it cuz it's the best secret..
I rock a vest...prestigious
Cuban link flooded Jesus in a Lex watching Kathie Lee and Regis
My actions are one with the seasons
A tech squeezing..executioner winter time I rock a fur
Mega popular center of attraction
Climaxing my bitches they be laughing
They out from sniffing coke off of twenty cent Andrew Jacksons
City lights spark a New York night
Rossi and Martini sippin', Sergio Tachinni flipping
Mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw 'em
45 by my scrotum
Manifest the do or die slogan, my niggas roll in 10 M-3's
20 guards poppin' wheelies on Kawasaki's
Hip hop's got me on some ol' spraying shots like a drumroll
Blankin' out, never miscount the shells my gun hold
I don't stunt, I regulate..Henney and Sprite
I seperate, watching crab niggas marinate
I'm all about techs and good jooks and sex
Israelite books, holdin' government names from Nefs
M.C.'s are crawling out every hole in the slum
You be i-ight like blood money in a pimps cum.


I made it like that,
I want it like that,
I'm living like that...
I made it like that
I want it like that
I'm living like that
...for you wack M.C.'s

(Verse 2)

Currency is made in trust of the Messiah, I'm spending it to get higher
Earth, Wind, and Fire singing reasons why I'm
Up early, trustworthy is a 9 that bust early
Sunshine on my grill, I spill
Remy on imaginary graves,put my hat on my waves
Latter day saints say religious praise
I dolo, challenge any team or solo
You must be buggin' out, new to my shit, home on a furlong.
Ask around, who's laid up, sharp and straight up
Mafioso, gettin' niggas wigs sprayed up
Sky's are misty, my life's predicted by a gypsy
I'll one day walk into shots drunk off Champange from Sicily
This be the drama, I'ma pause like a comma
In a sentence, paragraph's indented
Bloodshot red eyes, high, yellow envelopes of lye
Open the cigars, let tobacco fly
Condos are tune proof, we're looking out the sky's moonroof
Shittin' like gin and prune juice.
Yo the system wants the Queens noose hang 'em high
Court rooms filled up, it's off the hook while I
Just wrote a statement like I'm facing
20 years in the basement chilling on a via with Mumia
For wearing chrome..I told the judge snakes slither
Like Sharon Stone ... but like Capone I'm thrown (yo)

(Chorus) x 2

(Verse 3)

Yo, the time is wasting, I use the mind elevation
Dime sack lacing, court pen pacing
Individual, lyrical math abrasion
Psychic evaluation, the foulest nation
We living in..dangerous lives, mad leak and battered wives
A lifestyle where bad streets is patternized
Wise men build and destroy while the real McCoy
Dope fiends, name of Troy is still dealing boy
Coke suppliers actin' biased..
Cuz rumors say that niggas wear wires and we liars
But every night the gat's fired and every day a rat's hired
I still remain the mack flyest in the phat Kani, it's
Just the killa in me slash drug dealer MC
Ex-slug feeler, semi mug peeler to me
Bottles of Moe, yo simply follow me flow
Put poetry inside a crack pot and blow
Rough hoes will crack out pussys and buttholes
Bring the G's and the D's roll, they can't touch those
Why shoot the breeze about it when you can be about it?
My degrees are routed, toward the peasy haired
Brick housing, instead of the fake medallions
Rich niggas transport in thousands
Foreign cash exchange amounting to millions
Doors is locked, rocks is chopped,
Watch the cameras in the ceilings
Trick bitches catching mad feelings
Peeling off in the Lex jeep, technics is four-wheeling
I bet it be some shit when we connect with Stretch
When we catch them sex niggas with the techs you blessed, word.
So now it's on, never wasted a slug,
Time is money when it comes to mine..take it in blood.

Yea, Capone and Noriega
Offical Queensbridge murderers
Mobb Deep keep it real though
Muthafuckin' AZ yo..
Mega, mega, whatever..
Scarlett O' Hara
Foxx Boogie
East New York
Fort Rockaway
So on and so on...
(fades out)

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