[ 1 ] Now.. I come from the Oakland Task force roll and rock, cold cracked Young brothers my age making dollars so Drive a brand new Benz with a cellular See him in gold, we call him Big Bank Bob Got a ring for finger and he can't get a job Call him trash, he for the dopefiend's tweak But you make in a year he might make in a week Cold cash money is the answer to fat hovers to a dopefiend's pipe Gotta rollin, just can't stop Only two worries are a thief or the People keep sayin: it's all so But the rocks roll strong all night Another Park Street life, the age old And now the coke dealers all the glory They're the ones you meet big time on the I say the coke are now the elite See, the average dopehouse will your soul Trade it for a rock and do the same with gold But if you think about it it all sounds silly Smoked out Willie in his off Philly up shop down the block And everybody's tryin to get a piece of rock
Coke Big time,
[ 2 ] Cocaine the demon, it knows you Sellin you a trip to a place called You never even thought you'd get in the mirror, scared to look You think about life and think cold Like drivin with a down a rocky road Now the rock man is your best The only one you talk to time and You tried dealin, but that's no fun you made a sale it was in your lungs So the dealer now lives on your life a four year marriage you're the man's wife You can hate it with a passion, but you won't He's the driver of a and you're ridin the bus You think it's not fair, I you it is Cause he bought and you bought his Bought his cars, his clothes, and he bought the Now he good and you look smoked It doesn't take much to All you do is just open your eyes You're bein pimped by a rock in some glass What's it gonna take before you fall on ass? Bankrupt, smoked out, just simply Cold walkin with a hole in your shoe
Coke Big time,
[ 3 ] I once had a homeboy rollin Sold all day and all night long He made a lotta money and a lotta stuff But soon he went broke and it take much he started smokin, and all that he figured Was the more he sold dope, you see his got bigger But my thought wrong cause he could be stopped The vice squad and the boy got popped He was out on bail he made it to jail Wasn't about to do time when doin so well Say he had a money and some real good friends But he was almost broke when he again So he got on his grind, he wasn't a day Opened up shop and started pumpin the He about the boys that he could not pay So he by himself thinkin that's okay But one he was chillin with a freak named Carol His door was kicked in and he was at a barrel The with the gun saw him tweak on the base Walked right up and put the Uzi in his He said, "Give up the dope if you still wanna I tell you one time, you better to me" As my got robbed he lost the fight And now he's a smoker probably totin tonight
Coke Yeah, I'm big time, COKE!
Coke Big time,
Coke Big time, The City of It stop