You ain't gotta tell everybody
T-Wolves tickets they'll sell everybody
You got heat three strikes Kanye sell everybody
Sam Perkins Lakers roll niggas out they body
Ghetto children Juvenile project building it's a body
Crush your homies more money than everybody
Who wanna be the man he wanna be the man world is yours
I got a plug in play windows fan
Remember no AC window unit and a fan
See the lack of hustlers broke niggas become a fan
Check the Marks well scary Marks check the spot
We can hustle as a team long as Jerry Krause don't Bull at the top
Hunger pains got you scraping the pot
Jesus turn water to wine mine is turning salt to this burial rock
My smile turn fiend smiles to the Killer Croc
From a village of have nots suicide plots
Take pen chances get me locked in a steel box
Or take Pen chances and advance my fine stocks
A sand nigger locked in get locked up hourglass stops
Warning from the Oilers now Keke go in the stash spot
It's home of the players Screwed up in the hustlers melting pot
The pockets fat Forty Five it got the bulb light
Avoiding the wood grain pine box light
Three in the morning sundown towns exist right
Twenty Five lighters for the cop killer sites
No law no justice for the injustice site
Showing naked ass found hanging up the tree height
So long we been waiting
We follow tax money making campaign statements
Like let's Biden pander with black faces
Offer Trump cards refute they all racists
Wonder who put in rush IN shrine of Madonna faces
Traces of a lost nation buried in the politics of rich Satan
Spooks sitting by the door message from a mail vapor