[Andre Nickatina:]

It's been a cold winter, that means heat for a real sinner

Who wanna live like a bread winner

I fly low like a blind bird

They say, on the way to Heaven man you chauffered

I think I wear the white Cashmere coast, if it's twenty below

I only live eight miles from the city of dope

I sport that Perry Ellis, girl you should hang when the God wear it

You get the smell like you in Paris

I see numbers like I'm playin Bingo

I like to mingle with the safety single

I turn ya mind into a straight casino

I'm not a Witness like Jehova

Get the kush or get the doja

Cut the optimo, God-jah rool it over



[Equipto:]

Yeah we coppin blow its to and fro recop

With stacks of cash from sittin there in deep thoughts

Trippin off all the time wasted on restops

Nickel-n-dimin while rhymin on the beatbox

Everything happen for a reason

Shrook while it's hot, like a cook I reheat it

All day Bay Bridge it, get it how I live it

It's one mo' day closer to this next digit

Can't stop now I'ma mash for the rashion

Whether its open casket, or you burn my ashes

Knowin I'm long lastin, this life is real

And I'ma live it fast with no time to kill



[Andre Nickatina:]

I give a toast to the rhyme wave

It's the religion to the crime wave

You get your hustle on in five days

It's like, Wonderbread so fresh

It got freaks lookin for the style on Mapquest

I spin a Charlotte's Web, a silk screen, an interior design

I like to watch a nickel turn into a dime, in primetime

Rap cats see the seventh sign

Spit the game to your heart, soul, and ya mind

It was "Crackin Like Pastachios"

Like Robert Repper this and natural, in the fast lane is faster ho

I pop up like a pop quiz

The ghetto still full of rocks kid

You'll get knocked out ya socks kid

About four to five blocks kid

The homies poppin at you knot kid

I stand still like a statue

But at the same time run with a pack too

I whip a lasso, run through a castle

Money on the dash yo, in NYC jumpin in the cab yo

I fly low like a blind bird

They say in Heaven man you chauffered, if you proffered



[Equipto:]

It's like I'm beneath the underdog really live long

When painted such a beautiful song

A cold game, and everything's a dollar sign

And we focus straight ahead that's the bottom line

This is my statement, no verse to hatred

It's Bay love the area I was raised in

Leavin us all laced with, instincts imposed

React to nsync, inhale endo

Make it go pop everything else second

Stretch out the clock I'ma live out every second

See my momma cry everytime that she stressin

Messed with my mind can't understand the message

Time is of the essence, nothin I could fall for

Ain't too long 'til I could really say I'm all yours

I'm gon change, play it off with a giggle

Until then I still split it down the miidle, this is how we livin



[Andre Nickatina:]

Eight miles from the city of dope