[Hell Razah]
She got Manolo toes, with coke on her nose
You know them high class hoes, the Marilyn Monroe
I spit 'Da Vinci Code' and 'Dead Street Scrolls'
Niggas starting with beef, leaving in piece mode
And then it's knock, glock up in they're peephole
I'm in that black turban, whips with half Germans
I clitoris back killers, even your gats virgin
I 'Human Torch' it, my New York hat's burning
I think at about a thousand degrees at light speed
To show you how to teach your seeds to write trees
And not how to bag up coke and light weed
'Cause anything that fall off now just leaves to me
From a sacrifice, would you bleed for me?
I put your body on ice for acting Walt Disney
So walk with me in the flesh like Corpus Christi
The more Chrissie you drink, you're getting more bitchy
You went from Frank Nitti son to being Lionel Ritchie
I fill my suitcase up with nothing but tampons
These niggas waiting for Jay to diss Cam'Ron
Give me a sixteen bars without a firearm
Then I'ma drop that jewel and turn Zion on
I pour cats worldwide on Viacom
You don't wanna shake hands with the lion's claw
You don't even got a clue what you dying for
But when you do, ask God who I'm riding for
The Hebrew poor, 'Knockin' on Heaven's Door'
The 1-44 cocking them .44s
I'm original, you? I'm not sure it's yours
A&Rs who pass is mopping up the floors
What you brining to this hip hop game?
It's just better for the target when I pick my aim
Black Market the furnace when I lit my flame
Young Hannibal of Spain, I don't trip off fame
Heard you had it on the spaz but that shit gonna change