[Intro: Chaos nation-wide today as four suspects, including the members of the rap group Wu-Syndicate and another suspect, 12 alledgedly have infiltrated and over the industry. We'll keep you updated as more news available.
I pull heist like the Colombo's, mob price, is closed The Heiroglyphics, son, the money power When I was 19 the wheel, cherished the poker life 25 man's rack, kidnappin his wife Glamorous, en-vi-vivangelist, fuck his Just from Los Angeles, blowin Alanis Napolean, vision of golden sands Roll with J in a bubble outlet, you the clan
Mafia] Schemed out my Ghetto syringes tooken with spy Mafia with swiftness, the sheist business Probably win, minor gotti click, My peeps, extortion flame, the corruptin this metropolis It drain slow, karets, see a vain hoe, maintain, oh Ya flame thrower, UFO, is jakin at hoes the same tunes for Picollo's A shy house, slangin Duckin the mineral
[12 I put the hoe at risk, I make 'em carry my In the whip with the clips She could stick it up her Don't get scared, I'm real They put up the doofy I think the po's to poo me And if they do, you better say we goin' to the If they ask my name, it be Benetton If shit gets serious, soakin in fame Now I change the name 12 O'Clock off a white cop Bitch cursin a lot, This shit is creatin more She gon' it, 5 years probation at home waitin For me to home, lacin me up, boot
Yo, chill 12 O'Clock, the feds my man spot Pictures of the proda-blue land in Suzanne's shop this cat I knew named Dredd Scott Polly yo cousin stashed half of a man inside his snot Just before he made it back to He had testified against this cat up to pushin a Benz drop coke back in a bread box, then I heard it wasn't coke Shit was terron, raw eggs, Should of his ass, I seen a flash cop Swarmin in the lot, projects hot is scorchin rock, hrad to try to cop a knot Informer type faggots they Bitches, they talk a lot, stab 'em dick Beady overdosed, clockin syran, too minerals stay mad with no ears, this shit is petifull Cheddar bring the jealousy, burners over some beef in my industry, I can't lie My head is defeat, pussy ain't sweet All my niggaz are locked in the Who to run with me, Daddy-O Daddy you home, you comfortably Respect due, but never is comfort me, heroin, crack Pagin each other, on a jack for fee Hundred dollars, it, we took way to eat, I can't lie Shit that I write is a legacy ...a