Fuck Tony Montana - La Coka Nostra, Slaine, Ill Bill

Fuck Tony Montana, we kill kids

If he did he’d still be alive

Al Pacino fucked up twice

I’m a vet but Benny Blanco ain’t taking my life

I’mma end up on the beach with my seed in my wife

One last hustle, last hoorah, move this last bundle

I caught bodies out here, homie, y’all can’t fumble

Most of my felonies are legendary

That’s why I put most of my enemies in cemeteries

I seen visions from beyond the grave, burning in Hell

Screaming in pain to God, begging to be saved

This is purgatory, another first-degree murder story

They took my kindness for a weakness and turned it on me

That’s when I blacked out, pulling triggers like I was cracked out

Eyes bugging out my head tapped out

Schized the fuck out, loced out, coked out

Shottied up, left you soaked the fuck up and smoked out

Fuck a motherless child from a penniless home

I’m a heartless lion with an iron-jaw bone

I’m no Al Capone or Corleone

But I’ve been known to put a hit out on the microphone

Fuck your time zone, fuck your area code

I’ll detonate my payload and watch it explode

It’s a gangster boogie, it’s a soldier’s hustle

Little bank take big bank if it got muscle

Drugs, money, sex, revolution is next

This ain’t strong-armed robbery, we got a small armory

Fuck cracks and Glocks, we shooting back at the cops

Deep undercover like we running black ops

Battle cry singing, you’re on my dick swinging

Ain’t nobody fucking with this drama I’m bringing

Some men are king and some men are peasants

So come kiss the ring, bow down to the king

I’m from the double S till I drop

I rep the bubble vest with a Glock

My trouble stem from all the death on my block

The meth and the rock got zombie armies set to pop

Jail cells are funeral plots, they’re stressed in a box

Sick Side harmony is like Jews and Arabs in bombing sprees

My hood’s the Gaza Strip, this raw shit’s a part of me

A cult following martyrs me, street life is haunting me constantly

Thinking cops with the friction are trying to slaughter me

A killer’s lottery is roulette, not on himself

That’s when Russians test the Mexicans and see who’s next

Hit the block and you’ll catch two Tecs

Nevermind where you’re from, we’re reacting cause we preview death

Drive-by murder, hit with a live burner

You try to shake a barrel to buck, it’s not heard of

You are not everlasting, get slain by ILL Bill

One lethal dose of pain and get left on the hill

There’s so many ways to hustle man, I got em all locked

If you think about touching mine, the hammer’s on cock

Got my mind on my money and my money on my mind

We never stop the hustle, get the paper and fly

That’s life in the city, shit is gritty, no it ain’t pretty

But we on the grind, homie, if you ain’t rolling with me

When you against you just an enemy that might be a cancer

So then we’re searching to remove your ass, ain’t taking no chances

In the darkest places ones with the unknown faces

Cause fire places in hearts of the rebels you hating

You better take a look and recognise the monster created

I think we gotta choke em, we just elevated to hatred

What you know about survival?

Ever struggle to eat?

What you know about the poverty?

Ever live on the street?

When there ain’t no opportunity trying to make ends meet

Then you become what they fear but they fear the elite

I’m a DMS soldier, EMS hold ya

Now you’re knocked the fuck out, you need a rest, I told ya

Homie you don’t walk with a lien on my shoulder

Scheming on your dollar, fiending for a boulder

Blue-eyed devil spilling semen on your culture

Who am I to revel?

What I’m being is a vulture

On both coasts with the toast to roast you

My soul’s so close to approaching hopeless

Flows so dope I do coke to focus

The angel with the dust so the smokers smoke it

You loathe how I roll, it was so ferocious

I know this, I always had a prose composure

Let the curtains close cause your shows is over

They’ll be no more of you posers posing

It’s raw uncut, with a weapon to shoot

I’m the truth for the youth when I step in the booth, what!