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[Dusty
While in Bolivia, Tony Starks has bumped heads with czar Columbo
and over ten pounds of raw fishscale

Killah]
Yo, make sure y'all turn that water
What watchin over there?
Is that the marathon?
That shit been on all night

I smell the coke cookin, Dr. Glove with the in the safe
Woodrow the Basehead I surprised him the first taste
He reached for his pipe, pulled his up
Told him it was no cut to be careful, he a hit, Woodrow damn you
His head hit the table, a few rocks fell out his
He's bleedin fatal, he smell like it's so
Told Trife to get him some ice, Raekwon your eye on his wife
Tell her to chill, feed her some
I heard a knock three times, me dropped the raw
Ol' Dirty dropped his drawer, he put his fronts
And up his coke napkin, with thick snots hangin from his nose
Had Woodrows bitch on the floor
Goodness gracious, gosh
Put away the Frosted Flakes, killin us
The from the last batch we all was straight
Got my son, Chet, spent five, in the house look I lost weight

See that was at the door, he got mad

I don't a fuck what he got
can't keep comin up here, this the spot

Yo Crime you know the be bumpin, pardon me
I'm paranoid, and you know the narcs be huntin
Niggaz probably think Starks be frontin
Cause I spazzed out, rolled up in the stashhouse and on Justin
Had to size him up for bein on point, stuck now fucked
Told him play the window, keep your on that Verizon truck
fiend that walk through the door, check if he wired up
No shorts, only give him a play if he buy
Cop ten, hit him off a brand new stem
Our shit is mad potent, one hit they up phlegm
Make you get that hundred beans from Pam
She popped in front of you daddy? Bet we gon' lace her old man
He came through sellin his
X-Box and 3, all he wanted was three
Big Frankenstein his MB's
Socks out, followin me
I'm to hide from the D's, nigga