of New York, I'm lawless Bitches, they wanna hang like plaques in the office Cause I push black Porsches, Benz's and Jaguars-es When the rag's off it
and one on the floor I'll pop a cork in your ass and make you scream for more Pissed off, pissed off Money, hoes, tits and asses We got the goods and
' a gat, flippin' a car and all that Now freeze! Me and my g's hitchyour hood like fleas Soldier rag, black 'Bauds, white T's, and Ree's Please, tell
for his wife and his children Who burn the fires and who still till the earth And when I search a faceless crowd A swirling mass of gray and Black and white
prayer for his wife and his children Who burn the fires and who still till the earth And when I search a faceless crowd A swirling mass of gray and Black and white
and cop that Jag I got a console full of ammunition and funds Mink Roc-a-Wear and some guns Petty in a fresh pair of jumps, blo-packs and Bo Jax and
his wife and his children Who burn the fires and who still till the earth And when I search a faceless crowd A swirling mass of gray and Black and white
and it was quiet And the machines were yearning soft behind you Yearning for that nigga to come and give up his life Standin' there bein' dissed and
Tees with dem Ree's wit dem black and white cowel (Cowel!) I want Ashanti, Beyonce and Trina So I could hit her from the back, like I do my black nina
Caribou Lou and KC Tea They want madness Anghellic and sadness Fans relish when gladness is damned Devilish and ashes But I like this cash This massive magazine ad Gets crackin Attractive chicks passin Is rap and
make music for the thugs and the bangers and the bitches. Fuck you R&B singers She want a nigga with his khackies hangin' real low in a black rag Sixty
four and a baby, c'mon [Chorus] I'm a t-r-a-p-s-t-ar Got the streets on lock, big shoes on the car And she likes it (she likes it, she likes it) And
once, but twice Kept a stupid thick posse Made of thugs and Crooks and hoods And vet hustlers Who were up to no good But they all stood behind him And
miracle happenin' Jay-Z, Killer Mike and Big Boi rappin' and rhymin' and smabbin' Pop that tag on some of this game Hollatic, swallow and keep the change And