“Listen Columbo you’re mad because your money come slow And what you make in a year I make in one show”

I got the wild style, always been a foul child, My guns go boom-boom, and your guns go pow-pow.

I’m rollin’ with Satan, not Jesus Christ. I’m the only son of the devil.

Some girls barely speak, but always askin’ for a dollar.

I’m known to have a hottie open, I keep the shotty smokin, Front and get half the bones in your body broken.

If you don’t got endz, you won’t be gettin’ no skinz, And if you don’t got money, you won’t scoop a honey. If you don’t got cash, you won’t be gettin’ no ass, And if you don’t got loot, you won’t be knockin’ no boots.

I’m gettin’ stacks while you askin’ people, ‘Do you want some fries with that?’

I’m from where the real hustlers pile dough, the home of Rich Rich Porter, Azie, Alpo.

A girl ask me for a ring and i put one around her whole eye.

Im known for snatchin’ purses and bombin’ churches I get more pussy on accident then most niggas get on purpose

Cuz phony faggots I froze, it’s a fact, I flip fast on foes with fabulous fantastic flows.

And when it comes to gettin nookie, I’m not a rookie… I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopi.

Im so ahead of my time my parents havent met yet

Player haters be givin’ me harsh looks, But I’m tryin to sell records like Garth Brooks.

I know you like the way I am freakin’ it. I talk with slang and I’m never gonna stop speakin’ it.

A hard core life I toast to ex flaw, therefore I live raw and went to war wit the law.

On 139 and Lenox Ave there’s a big park, and if you’re soft don’t go through it when it gets dark

Rap is rhythm and poetry. Hip-hop is storytelling and poetry as well.

Back in the days when I was young I’m not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again

We also want to try and slow down all this foolishness that’s going on between the East and West.

When you talk about rap you have to understand that rap is part of the Hip-Hop culture.

That doesn’t happen with a lot of genres. If you go to a hip-hop club, it’s not like when one songs comes on that everyone suddenly loves each other.

Hip-hop has been hijacked by a Luciferian conspiracy. People have used hip-hop in a lot of ways that cause a lot of mind problems. They use the word wrongfully. They use it to mean a part instead of a whole.

How you act, walk, look and talk is all part of Hip Hop culture. And the music is colorless. Hip Hop music is made from Black, brown, yellow, red and white.

When you talk about hip-hop, you’re talking about the whole culture and movement. You have to take the whole culture for what it is.