Kingpin of the Knuckleheads

Look it shouldn't be too hard, especially since I'm sending all several of ya
Just put your heads together and that should equal enough for one good brain
It ends tonight boys, ya hear me?
After this we can get back to movin kosta's krack across the bridge
Like my fatass moves meatballs across the dinner plate
I don't care if you can get it done all quiet like
Or if you have to wack all the muscle in the joint to get it done
Look I'm not even losing sleep if one of ya gets pinched for this
Just remember, no one rats

Big boss man on the scene (Boss man)
Making weaker gents start shaking their knees (Ooo)
But if there's a job to do, we goofy goons comin through
Just a few, gimme that brew, ain't our debut, you know the crew (Uh huh)

Chedda chedda cheese please
Good things come in three
You disagree? You better freeze (Freeze)

Kingpin straight up gonna make ya bleed
Even just a sneeze, you'll make him displeased
You better watch yo titties (Haha)

Dollars are the main prize, ain't no surprise
A fellas got money on the mind and in his eyes (Uh huh)
Step out of line, say your goodbyes
Tonight we can't improvise, you'll get us compromised (Oh no)

Step by step
Boss got this all prepped
Even one misstep
We'll be in the depths (He-he-yeah)

I ain't really feel right since I lost my last cent in my bank account (HUUUH)
Ima sell piggy pics if we can't sell this
Some people owe me money (Wait)
I ain't really think about (Shi-shi-shit)
I want those, 20 inch, my seventeens scuffed up
Your people always flinch (Huuh)
They farted that's fucked up (Shi-shi-shit)

Gamblin my money away
Wackin rats by the day
Catch em, won't have nothin to say (Fart)
People you choose they ain't bees knees
We work for the stash they'll seize (Alright)
Getting the job done in same fit that I'm layin up in (Shit)
We cats pajamas, stealin some commas
I'm busting my balls
Makin me wanna gargal y'all's
Pause (What?)

Every night is a watch over my shoulder (Shoulder)
Boss gives a job he's the man I'm goin to hell for (On god)
There he is, beady eyes watchin (Huh?)
Got no say or I'll be thrown in an oven (What?)
Another job though
It's all good
I got my gabagoo on hand and the music is good
Broads flood the room they must be ramped up on speed (Yeah)
Fuckin ridiculous the way these whores ain't clean (What?)

They said get a gooma maybe she'll be better
Eight years made never met a bitch skanker (Eight years)
The life ain't kind that's true enough (For real?)
Guys like me all we got is ourselves, now (On god)
Shit got me thinkin
Now more than ever (A hundred)
It's apparent the business is failin (Failin)
Don't say shit, but if I catch you snitching (Hmm)
Just know you're whacked in a millisecond

Take a seat gentleman, let's all calm down for a sec
Your young adult years are right around the corner of the next alleyway
You go skipping through
And for a couple of ya, shit, it's right now
What this means is you're going to be on your own, alright?
Don't lose your makeup crying about it
The quest is now reaching an era
Where money, consequences, and freedom are are all so real
I know it can be overwhelming and a whole fugazi at times
And I know a lot of ya still don't know what exactly you wanna do with yourselves
Honestly, that's alright, you don't need to
The more important thing is to not lose your marbles
You understand what I'm sayin to ya?
Keep your mind sharp
And keep looking ahead to what's waiting for yea at the end of the next alleyway



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Writer(s): The Rage Crusade
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