[Intro] I'd like to welcome y'all to the Cigar Society Garcia Vegas with black dragons to be exact Leaders and followers Bosses and workers Peasants and kings [Hook X2] Dead presidents, gangstas, and civilians Nobody wanna see a n***a make millions But when you spend a hundred thousand, what a feelin' Harlem! Stand up! We in the building Aiyyo Lux, you gotta great mind king You like mine's, king? Likewise, king [Verse 1: Papoose] A man come outta jail, you'll give him some dollars But give a man nothing when he get outta college Harry D. Rockefeller drug laws Law and Order legislative, study your bu*ter cause Mastermind planning to stick up a gun store Squeezin on a MAC with the serial number rubbed off Young n***as using their teeth to open the duck sauce They don't have religion they only pray to the drug lord Likewise, they're ready to die in my lifetime Caters to Makaveli, It Was Written just like Nas El Be Logos, Gucci Symbols at night time Jewelers goin' to hell, he put diamonds in Christ Eyes Up in that Grandmaster flash coke, white lines s**ing a gla** dick, pulling crack through pipeline Don't like nobody sittin' behind me catch a Trife Bind Right hand man, supposed to stand on my right side [Hook X2] [Verse 2: Loaded Lux] I never got in this for the Heroism Now hurry outta the projects to Hurl with him [?] get it Thorough Living Meryl's Lynching They watching the pearls glistening with Girls listening The World's Ending I look at life like a book to write but it should be light What you like, I could be wrong, you could be right With jokes plastered all over the broke ba*tard I'm Bodacious, still gettin' my own It's cold asking the hot and bother You got a marker? You're not the author Your posse talking [?] We goin' let him have it [Hook X2]