Intro

Aye Twelve, what it do my nigga?
What it do Lino?
You know we been gettin money for a long time
For real, long ass time bro
Bout time we hit the streets wit this classic shit
Hit the streets with that hieroglyphics

Introduction to the hieroglyphics got that pyrex vision
Not a libra but my scale seen the stars off the digits
I been water whippin', I'm talkin' in hells kitchen
Fahrenheit 9/11 I'm crashin' into the building
Imma kill em' all, spare nothin' but women and children
School of hard knocks, I never applied to Hillman
Takin over the village, we Indians you the pilgrims
And if health is wealth, then being broke is an illness
You civilians, earned stripes know we official
We totin' pistols, intricate livin' can't be described as simple
And I bought a glasshouse, I dare you to shoot the windows
You totin' handguns nigga we launchin' missels
Everything we talk about we keep it confidential
Legendary dope boys you niggas artificial
My old bitch suck the meat off the bone, my new bitch gone eat the gristle
And all them sticks come wit magazines if you got a issue

Fuck Trump, I miss Barack this shit is presidential
If the villain die in the movie it's less suspenseful
Spoiler alert, we the villains, beat Captain America
You aint avenge ya homie death, the hood let you embarrass them
Spray a nigga whole block wit them Draco's
Aint no fingerprints on the shells, that mean its case closed
Unsolved mysteries they gone have to bring that show back
We gone make the market so black that the flash won't help the Kodak
Free Kodak, lay the law down like a door mat
Still slangin' that white girl although I'm Pro Black
But I aint superstitious, tall tales don't create wishes
And if I knew Aladdin I'd have unlimited riches
When I'm done in the kitchen I let my bitch do the dishes
Make her think Nemo died wit all that fish scale in it
Like Michael did Fredo, let him sleep wit the fishes
I was born in the mob bitch I'm capo in my city