the chin And the day the landlord threw us out. Becky she threw in the towel. She had enough at last. Of these modern grapes of wrath Saddam Hussein still has a job but I don't. Tonight he'll sleep
This that gangster *. This that rider *. This that gangster *. This that rider * I got killers on the Eastside. And killers on the Westside. Down South niggaz they feel me. New York niggaz wanna
helpless, let's not get it twisted. I'm young, wrapped, and gifted, but still at the bottom. And stuck somewhere between Gomorrah and Saddam. I'm here to make this rap * hotter than Harlem. * the
and spread your buns. Loose your denim, make it numb. Blow it baby, no Saddam. Icky, icky, icky uh. * in the car service. Thank me for the car pool. Chromosome, part full. Prolly off a
