Versuri 12. We Made It

Tony Starks fights again for survival 
And by just a thin thread of electric current 
Wins another victory 
 
Ugh, c'mon, yeah, c'mon y'all 
(Bounce wit us) 
Hip-Hop 
(What? Celebrities, what?) 
(Street corner) 
For all my niggas 
 
Crack spot niggas we made it 
Chicken ass mothafuckas, envious bitches 
Yo, you know what y'all 
 
Make me wan' pop sumthin', no champagne 
Two-five on me, weed and crack stalk me 
Bitch motherfucker tried to get a rep' off me 
Leave him there, never know, get him off me 
 
I remember days when we just fucked bitches 
Bought a lot of clothes and just played the ave 
Now we rap niggas with a lot of wardrobes 
And if we want a nigga dead we pay the cash 
 
I ain't tryin to waste my career on y'all 
Even scuffle with y'all, waste gear on y'all 
But if I gotta go out, you know I'ma show out 
You gon' fuck around and get your whole back blown out 
 
I remember on the Island, can't tone out 
The mess hall crawler, about to zone out 
Dumb motherfuckers with our microphone out 
We just dumb motherfuckers with our microphone out 
 
See, see, see me 
I roll with Ghost and cats that carry they toast and 
make the post and from pagin, sin astasian 
When it's time to bust off them things, it ain't a game man 
We rocked out own diamond rings, see them 'Bling, Bling' 
 
Got big boy toys, Porsche, Sixes 
Dime bitches, told y'all before we import those 
Jury stay froze, court cases get closed 
Niggas hate Nino cuz how fast I roast them 
 
Like George Jefferson and em, steppin on em 
The headline read, Starks had the weapon on 'em 
The best, what y'all expect? He a vet 
Plus the best, now tell me how we gon' foul 
When we dealin' with Supreme Clientele 
 
From Riker's Island to the Camay Island 
We thugs like, life is the same challenge 
Do the knowledge, recognize your talent 
And if you live the streets, you better stay silent 
 
From Riker's Island to the Camay Island 
We thugs like, life is the same challenge 
Do the knowledge, recognize your talent 
And if you live the streets, you better stay silent 
 
Yo, spotted at a mirage, Ghostface walked by groupies 
Minkal monk stars, I come in cat, invades Mars 
Hallyed at a sanctuary, first dent placed upon entry 
Fainted when the book mentioned me 
 
Keep ballin', new systems, high sciences 
Drop that, Ghost listenin, the track sizzlin 
Angelica, Judey Plum for bitches, Goines king of the century 
Best sellers, but niggas stay together 
 
Posted up trucks, leanin on the Benz 
Cinemax smile shot in thrity-five lens 
You program, broke bottles of Dom 
Seven inch bangles, back breakers 
 
I'm a dope feed, look at my art, Popeye strength 
Rap with a British accent, Gucci clothes 
Dennis Coles in the latest fashions 
Blow backs in, flip raps like fourty-eight bundles 
Dinner plates, deadly front gates, celeb Brian Gumble 
 
Interlapse this in like Deniro, words in your center earhole 
Blocks of ice like Sub-Zero, we been right since day zero 
Shatter your soul like glass windows 
Turn verses to nymphos, pop these hollows at fake cats in a Tahoe 
 
Wild out, throw your liquor bottles at hood rats to the richest models 
We conversate like Christ and the twelve apostles 
Livin' life without you, can't count you as great men 
Murderers in the state pen', bein caged in 
 
The wage is a sin, before they read up they pop our tape in 
You ain't gotta tuck you chain in 
'Cuz here we want the head of Satan 
Durags and our pants hangin, we made it again 
 
Uh-huh, uh-huh that's right y'all street corners Jail niggas 
Riker's Island Ge-Grey Haven big Un that's right y'all 
Word up all y'all, all y'all crumbs we made it, nigga 
Step the fuck off true indeed, true indeed 
 
Yeah, Ready Red that's right, my nigga Born 
That's right yo Lil' Free in the feds 
That's right, you'll be home nigga 
Yeah, we made it yeah, C Allah, word up 
 
That's fam yeah, check it out 
Staten Island true indeed 
Five boroughs check it, uh-huh