[Verse:Caine]
The brown hero
Live from Ground Zero
King like Nero What's a peasant to a Pharaoh?
Gold medal Floor pedal in the Sesto Elemento
Hand on the metal half a min that J Leto
Blowing up like a Goodyear blimp or a Zeppelin
Messiah piece hanging, Chain count around 7
Whoever knew that n***as from the hood knew science?
Arm & Hammer baking soda only use the finest
Had to get the guard up cos the streets grew violent
No nine on the waist then no one really buying
Stacks from the rocks wrapped in a rubber band
Fiends smoke up Block looking like Zombieland
Plugs from Peru, Paraguay, Colombia
20 thou on calling cards, Lyca, Lebara
Scale the Empire State getting ashy in the mink
No time for Audemar Only Built 4 Cuban Links
D'usse We spill it
Fast life I live it
Rock mics like Jordan Rock kicks k** it
Pyrex turn a quarter to a half and hit the corner
Till the Feds call time and cut your plug like Time Warner
Pica**o on the mic, Escobar little taller
Chrome to your dome 3pm with the coroner
Chain round my neck and the gold look Mayan
Jacket from a Python Reptiling Life of Brian
Feel the wrath of CAINE like that Metro Gold Lion
Wu Tang Forever I'm just waiting on my Triumph
You're now speaking to the Tech Nine holder
The chain so polar More bars than granola
(Ha) Money talk that's my cash flow
Stand on the bank roll that's Vertigo
Went from 21 tops to top 5
So when I arrive testify I'm still alive
Could be pushing weight or busting a M9
But my drive so high I'm more like M25
Turning up the heat put the white in the jam jar
Never lacked the bicarb but got a D in that chem cla**
(Warning this is not for the fainthearted
Turn a soul to departed and I'm just getting started)
Marcy projects across Queensbridge to Brooklyn
Cocaine in the air grab the soda and we're cooking
Boyardee in the kitchen when I handle that dope
Boy are these s**ers moving rocks or are they moving soap?
Mother in the bedroom crying can't cope
Keep the city ties tied up tight without a rope
Moving block on the block but the first ones for free
One Week and they hooked on that NaCO3
For life, no time outs or replays
No half times or short phase
It's Mason and relays
DEA CIA
First plane out to VA
Strobe lights and some leather you're begging for leeway
Surrounded, all I see is lead showers and bright lights
Times Square building, wack rappers is poltergeists
Stop praying on them roll the dice
Heating up Miami Vice
(Can I Live)
Step to CAINE you pay the price
Notes on the door cause you can't afford the rent
Dollars so low, don't even make sense