Hook:
 Fire and brimstone is our life's stage
 So we pack enough heat that we could melt the next iceage
 A rich nigga is still a nigga  just harder to fade (why?)
 There's thousands of ways to get payed (x5)
 Verse 1:
 I'm that type of rapper that'll take a half an hour in advance
 (And do the hustle) and I don't mean that 70's dance
 The king of punch lines  I do what I gotta for my backroll
 Slicing yayo with powder with my bass latter gettin' dasterly for
 salary
 Fiends dream of stabbing me, Bo Diggity is never snagging me
 Chino equality for the high or low black son I'm betting on that
 Seeking universal mastery
 Should I put platrum plaques on my wall like a Latin art gallery
 Ol'Dirty should of FUCKED Maria, my rap the barbed wire fences
 Ancestors Egyptian princes, showing you a view to a kill
 Giving you fatal glimpses, stacking papes like there's 10 of me
 Your hootie's an obsenity, corporate at the pope
 But shooting bullets with no memory
 Hook:
 "I gotta get mine, I gotta get cash"
 Verse 2:
 I need that cream split and I've seen
 Enough cowboy movies to know a white man's hand shake don't mean shit
 So back in 9-5 I said "Fuck a 9 to 5" I ain't John Travolta
 Gun in holster, man Stayin' Alive, from New Jerz to Cali
 Get my swerve, servin' silence, ultra violence
 A lot of islands, avoiding niggas that's spineless
 I got the lay, who's beefing this kid heartless
 Harry reasons vary, shot him at the vally
 Took the Jag keys from the valay, Robert Shalay
 Top down drove away, pumpin' Hip Hop Hooray
 I'm so full of shame, it's awful strange
 Local crew conplain I'm spitting out more keys than an opera sings
 vocal range
 Fuck playin' ceelo, half latino, Chino exquistness, the streets
 bizness
 Never personal, shorties still in Monteros for deneros
 Way past the current few, violate mine and get done like Al Sharps
 perms do
 My rents due, gotta make that revenue
 You dodge bullets like Bobby Brown on my avenue
 Yellow nigga with an attitude, Tommy Hilfigure booster too
 From the morph of the Martinees bitches from Catholic school
 Uptown they call my Parabal, crack ho selling genitals
 Trading they souls for Salindriacal capsals
 My products is unhabitable, please don't feed the animals
 (Why?) New Jeru is a fuckin' zoo
 Hook
 Verse 3:
 For my peoples that's making rap fans
 Downin' niggas with credit card scams,jackin' strickly Toyota land
 Cruisers making moves in large proportions
 Dressing like white boys, sticking up Norstoms
 I done seen niggas taht go from college graduations
 To illegal cannibus connection with Jamacians
 Hooked up with Asians for Motor-Rola flip phone activating chips
 Selling exotic dips as they occupation, do what you gotta
 Bitches turn tricks like a Globetrotter
 Got adults playing cops and robbers, it's hot like lava
 Ghetto kids breeding Rotweilders
 Selling 'em flipping grip for product no problem
 Genius niggas pull 6 figure burglaries, fuck a wanted sign
 They can afford plastic surgury
 I'm a surviver, street scholar
 Smoking a pontom leaf with pitbulls see drippin' saliva
 For the mighty dollar
 Hook