A lot of n***as want Maybach's before they made their money back From Pro Tools to adaps and forty eight tracks If the Central Park jogger wants this track I'm a rape that They scared like the holy ghost of Malcolm X came back They labelled you the King, I think we need to change hats Be careful who we aim at, no kids, we don't play that You don't wanna take it there, bullets were your brains at We're BK maniacs, Red Hook psychopaths Might rob a cab in the white Michael Myers mask So I could get you bodied just for five thousand dollars cash Sponge Bob soft n***a, get a job, be a craft You walk with a lobster tail, tryna be Pac for sales And make songs for these chicks to yell It's El Raziel AKA Razah Rubies I spit jury while I clean my Uzi I'm George Lucas of this rap music stupid, I could write me a movie Before a deal son I been f*cking industry groupies Stop Italian mobsters n***as from calling me Mewie I'm in the game, it's a rap, you can all it a doobie I'm in the club, Grey Goosy son, feeling on booties See I'm a Maccabee rebel, mean I'm very unruly So when you speak to me show me respect 'cause I'm a vet I've been I'll before Cam'Ron formed the Dipset Now I'm back on the merry-go-round to flip checks Live techs like I'm Eliot Ness, one of the next d**h threats to expect with a bomb on my chest, holler