There's a rumor that an old heard a Kingpin a hitman to murder A prosecuting drug-dealing witness But how it is in the business And I'm in it, gaining power Constantly counting up by the hour And it good to be paid Regardless of how many victims get Accomplices of mine like flies But in this everyday a homeboy shot in the body or cyanide in ya Bacardi 'Cause it's a cutthroat Now it's up to me to And if I score, I'll the murder rate I move on who double-cross Set them up, now suffer the loss Of he or she who's ever on the Most a family member Informants, rattle-tattle-telling Get shot up, brutalized and thrown in The parts of a body is days later The half was done by an amputator I'm in plenty fights My enemies are with many stripes I'll shoot up funerals, wakes Vehicular homicides, it takes to keep control of my empire I'll set ya own mother on when it comes down just to me and my money Ain't a fucking funny All those who pose a I'll stick them Ya friends, ya family and victims Get caught in the midst when I'm busting of But was in the wrong place, the wrong time Decapitated bodies in lots While I'm still cooking up kilos in The kilos becomes and the bricks becomes rocks Then retailed on the I drive in expensive cars And get women who like porno stars I get them high, you know, like they nose put 'em in the streets as my high-class hoes I'm wild, living foul and I'm I leave toothless I had a worker who stepped on the scene started selling my customers Ivory Soap, counterfeit vials of I 'em to death with a thousand thumbtacks You've seen my resume, just the half I'm a bad muthafucker, like Shaft A character played by Richard Roundtree The difference, my guns are sound-free Silencers off then wisp by all you hear is a last minute cry Of those who triedto my territory Not the West Side but the story Police be me eye-to-eye contact But I smile I'm putting out contracts Now a G-note is upon ya head You say that alright, bang ya dead
This is the life of a dealer