Crisis

Lyrics

[Intro: Sample] Cartagena, Hong Kong, Amsterdam, Rome, and then, it is shipped to the United States, now if we can break the circuit A world away from the supermarkets of Manhattan, in Canarsie, a run-down section of Brooklyn [Verse 1] See, I was taught to hate life, extort and take lives Gravesites lobotomized with ancient steak knives I pull the trigger, no hesitation, no stage fright Heavy ammunition, got red faux for snake bites Smoke your whole projects out, Jimmy Snuka you motherfuckers My boot pullin' objects out Let's have a toast, I'm the Mexican omen, I'm so focused I'll slit your throat, I'm the ghost of Lamont Coleman My composition is triple sixes, it's Gore's Law I leave motherfuckers dead under walls and floorboards My whole life's uncalled for Give me a reason to go off in public, I flood it with C4 (Blow) Maybe or more for maximum carnage Fly to Libya, killers hidden in back of compartments My projects was 36 apartments a building If we didn't know you, you'd be gettin' hit, right for your Starter L-Train, me in some bloody clothes, chilling with some face carvers I'm in the Gucci link, used jeans and grey bomber Sympathetic judges like my carats Whether Polo, Rugby, and nihilist jackets with fly patches Pursuing arson throughout my adult life, my cult life Visions of 63rd Precinct breezing through gun fights I'm on point, like an overdose of Insulin I hit the drug twice, see you talking but nothing's triggerin' We can sound it out, we can battle it out You want beef? I got a farm, faggot, I can bring the cattle out The Arafat flow, I can show you decadence I got a wall in the projects that's stacked, with dead presidents When I'm gone, they'll mourn me like Tookie, when they flipping switches I'm up in District 9, Raiders cap, like rags to riches Defy me, I'm like highly enriched uranium My cult guaranteed all black, to fill stadiums I'm all American, like 19 hijackers The Supercoven sellin' out white to linebackers We die now, baby Bugattis and crime captains Ready to die rappers, I cut you for side-cabbage [Hook] I'm sellin' Asians morphine to better prices They can take it back to the restaurant and triple price it I bought a cop with six bundles and no license I sell the pregnant fiend dope, we in a crisis [Verse 2] Going heavy, like that rape scene with Noodles From Once Upon a Time in America, when we became ghouls I sold narcotics on school grounds to pay cable From takin' errands from made killers to plate tables Luciferians on cocaine rock tours Who's stoppin' me? Hashem program, tell me to pop off Got 20 lookouts, my whole building to get you knocked off Mobbing the cloth, my kerosene lethal Best in New York, fucker Higher gun sales and paranoia, I'm up in court My Chevy Dually roll over motherfuckers for sport Blood Farmers return, Paula Abdul pills and mood killers Get ya buck 50 a new face like Bruce Jenner [Hook x2] I'm sellin' Asians morphine to better prices They can take it back to the restaurant and triple price it I bought a cop with six bundles and no license I sell the pregnant fiend dope, we in a crisis