There's A Rumor That An Old Lady Heard A



Kingpin Hiring A Hitman To Murder



A Federal Prosecuting Drug-dealing Witness



But That's How It Is In The Business



And I'm In It, Physically Gaining Power



Constantly Counting Up Cash By The Hour



And It Feels Good To Be Paid



Regardless Of How Many Victims Get Slayed



Accomplices Of Mine Drop Like Flies



But In This Everyday A Homeboy Dies



Whether Shot In The Body Or Cyanide In Ya Bacardi



'Cause It's A Cutthroat Party



Now It's Up To Me To Retaliate



And If I Score, I'll Increase The Murder Rate



I Move On Ones Who Double-cross



Set Them Up, Now They Suffer The Loss



Of He Or She Who's Ever On The Agenda



Most Likely A Family Member



Informants, Rattle-tattle-telling Snakes



Get Shot Up, Brutalized And Thrown In Lakes



The Parts Of A Body Is Found Days Later



The Other Half Was Done By An Amputator



I'm Undefeated In Plenty Fights



My Enemies Are Beaten With Many Stripes



I'll Shoot Up Funerals, Firebomb Wakes



Vehicular Homicides, Whatever It Takes



Just To Keep Control Of My Empire



I'll Set Ya Own Mother On Fire



'Cause When It Comes Down Just To Me And My Money



Ain't A Fucking Thing Funny



All Those Who Pose A Threat I'll Stick Them



Ya Friends, Ya Family And Innocent Victims



Get Caught In The Midst When I'm Busting Of Nines



But They Was In The Wrong Place, The Wrong Time



Decapitated Bodies Found In Lots



While I'm Still Cooking Up Kilos In Pots



The Kilos Becomes Bricks And The Bricks Becomes Rocks



Then Retailed On The Blocks



I Drive Around In Expensive Cars



And Get Women Who Fuck Like Porno Stars



I Get Them High, You Know, Like Powder They Nose