Chorus:



Gangster,

Gangster Fairytales

You meet us

Ya greet us

You see us everyday

We natural born leaders



Verse: 1



I can tell ya kind

Delusions from tv on ya mind

Eatin' swine

Sippin on cheap wine,

Ya ass crack showin

Thats why we far behind

Its cool

Thats why im hear

To raise the deaf, dumb and blind,

You think your handsome

Get kidnapped

Held for ransom,

You ya wife, momma, daughter, grandparents and grandson,

Ever heard the sound of automatic gunfire?

Seen a life expire?

Or somebody beat with barbwire?,

Weirdo,

Who wanna be a hero

Probably shit on ya self

If you seen a whole kilo,

Armchair revolutionaries

Act hard but scary

I'll cast the first stone

Nobody has to dare me,

Are you a man or a mouse

Im looking for soldiers

Like that cat

Who started dumpin on the White House,

Are you a man or a mouse

Im looking for soldiers

Like that cat

Who started dumpin on the White House,

That's gangster



Chorus:



Gangster,

Gangster Fairytales

You meet us

Ya greet us

You see us everyday

We natural born leaders



Verse: 2



Watching videos

Don't get caught up in the glamour and glitz

Fat rides

Half naked women and tight spits

I prefer to drop science

Create a tight alliance

Change the system from within

Sort of a silent defiance

On this world wide monopoly

From here to Tripoli

Ain't no stopping me im free

Not state property

Slanging yo asshole and lyrics

Like  commodities

No tellin' on myslef on a record

Thats an atrocity

Like a bumblebee

Only stinging when attacked

Counter attack

To yo head, legs, arms and back

Ranaway so fast people thought you ran track

Mess with me you'd rather smoke crack

Or jump in needle haystacks

Thats gangsta!



Verse: 3



On my way to school

I dodged murder plots

Crooked cops

Never knew my moms

The streets were my pops,

Use to get called a nerd

Didn't faze me

Cuz some knew in my pocket

That I packed a .380,

Calm before a storm

Like a soldier in Vietnam

Ready to set it off

And get it on,

Fudge packers

Black crackers

Back packers

And bisexual B-Boys

Need to be sued for malpractice,

Giving no repreive

Keeping tricks up my sleeve

Slaying Adam and Steve

Who hate Adam and Eve,

It gets scary to them

They can not stop us

On warships, submarines,

Planes, tanks and helicopters,

Think what would happen

If we said sam i quit

Working for you

By the way this is our shit,

Like corporate takeovers

Give em a makeover,

Get bush drunk

Put em' on house arrest

Then beat him till he sober,

Daz gangster!



Chorus:



Gangster,

Gangster Fairytales

You meet us

Ya greet us

You see us everyday

We natural born leaders