[Hook: Goretex] One time for sharp cats, k**ing so biblical There's two ghettos, one in the mind, the other physical The big sleep, put you in line with thugs spiritual From pyramids to projects, s** and drug criminals [Verse 1: Goretex] Spit the hype sh**, bloody knife sh**, I break out with six pound rounds, hundred miles running like I'm a flight risk Facing the judge for lacing d**, base in the chlorine Making the news, channel two, rocking the Venom long sleeve Media bugs, fed her three pills and it was all hugs Subpeonas popping, knocking Henny back until we all buzzed A new religion, peep the screen play, I play the stoned villain I stay strapped like its holy to filling Another slab of sh** talk, another king of New York Another bag smoked, Uncle Howie do the Crip Walk We're being watched, I know it's old news, I'm thinking it too Even my shrink said I'm OK, I guess he's in on it too [Hook: Goretex] [Verse 2: Goretex] Lucky stiff, I was rocking ice down on my bris Pumping sh** out of Canarsie delis, jelly and fish Used to pull gats with cops on it, now the block want it Non-Phixion, we the reason you rhyme and survive on it Dump in your mouth, we bare back pumping your spouse I never pull out, there's no disease of cancer of mouth The most anticipated with the shortest lifespan With enough quotes of coke, I got Andy Dick as a hype man I'm a known cannibal, my freezer stink like it's broke And worse than Jeffery, the preference for Vietnamese folks You like big p**y knocked off and left in the street Cracking dutches in your casket where they bury the weak I got a black six with rims that cost more than your crib I got a black b**h with chrome nipples, stories I live Ready dipped blunts, heavy metal pumping through chumps I keep a gully like I'm having an old friend for lunch [Hook: Goretex]