Don't you you could be me, bitch?
Don't you wish you be me?
Turn me up some, 665 one I'm entitled to my money like a trust Come up off the dubs, let me one Drops on every corner the way the city bus runs You know that I'mma act a hooligan and lick in unison With of hooligans until you're left with fewer friends Catch me on the news, in the view, wearing your jewels Saying "I saw it all, but I know who the shooter is" I revel in the infamy, Count the symphony You can't fucks it, then you really not a friend of me Bullet hits neck, travels all through your extremities Make me feel sad, knowing murder not the But that's the way it be on the Braveheart, stay before you run out of clock Cause there's no halfsteppin', either in or you're not And with the way the lips black, you're kin or the cops, bitch
Don't you you could be me?
So the drill, kiddo, Ay yo, the black talon separates The breeze a whistle shootin' flame out to nab you the whip Zippo, Leave you crippled We could do it in the park or dark at the cribbo So invest it, roll around in suits double-breasted Whips foreign and domestic, shorty's big-chested on the mic majestic I keep it so filthy that the mic We'll hands, golden gloves, I got the marvelous molly-whop The way I shots, I call it double-barrelled lollipops Ugly spots just like a molotov And I'mma stay 'til the fuckin' coffin drops Ay yo, I walk around with mostly large rifles for Cause death hand-in-hand with (????)
Bitch, give me my money, bitch! Don't you wish you be me, bitch?
Don't you wish you be me? Ha, yeah, Mista Isolation you wish you could be me punk? Ho?