[Chorus] Taking off my jacket, my talk is classic 'bout to elevate to kingpin in this racket Taking off my jacket, my talk is classic 'bout to elevate to kingpin
[Verse 1] Here it is now, it's back to the best Complete with hollow-tip vocals made to smack through your vest First I drop on, then I'm going after the rest You gon' need deacons and ushers, I have to confess I spit flamous, live famous, no need for this glanous You could point the finger at me, it was I who made this I'm like *Hannibal* in Rome, I'll dismantle your dome Leave your fresh carcass out, where the animals roam Pull savages, could lose whole savages I wreck whole spots, and I pay no damages Remember the face but you can't place the scene Set an incredible piece, while you chase your dream I aint worried about how many that come, we'll watch them go They all want to stop my show and stop my dough But I know that the people endorse me This means that I'm the new boss, I got the streets to enforce me
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[Verse 2] Now the streets may show love but the po-po doesn't They want to lock us all up like it's a local custom Some people are frauds, yet you hope to trust 'em Soon as you find they snitch, you ready to load and bust one Not an advocate of violence, but I fight for truth I like firing rhymes more than I like to shoot I see the young ones, grabbing their guns for fun Aint nothing glamorous about slinging jums in the slums The god came up hard, straight of the boulevard Playin to win, stay in your skins like a bullet scar Authorized to rise just like baker's ease Now those who come against me, want to make the peace And all you knuckle-head, coward ass chumps get back Rhymes spray, fools pay, as if I dump my mack And of course you know the people endorse me This means that I'm the new boss, I got the streets to enforce me
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Compositor: Keith Elam (Guru) ECAD: Obra #38792690