King of NY Interlude

Lyrics

[Intro] Frank White: OK From here on nothing goes down unless I'm involved No Black Jack, no dope deals, no nothing A nickel bag gets sold in the park, I want in Arty Clay: Heh Frank White You guys got fat while everybody starved on the street It's my turn Hmm Arty Clay: Think you're gonna live long enough to spend that money you fuckin' hump **Gun shots**