Exhibit Y - Napoleon Da Legend, Crazy DJ Bazarro

When I was up and in my teens clubbing the scene

Drove a gold Sebring called it a yellow submarine

Rocking Custom made T’s hustling just to supplement my fees

Not too far from our government of thieves

If it was up to me, all these politicians out of here

Corrupt system of blood suckers rush these killers out of here

Trump types out of here, all these judges out of here

Neighbors sending me threats telling me it’s getting loud in here

They can go to hell and get the fuck out of here

Smoking black and milds drunk Daily was routine

Hitting Adams Morgan up: 14th and U street

Cedric have the two seat tita had the beamers

Phenom broke out Lexus before the court subpoenas

Head up to Potomac at Malick’s crib was chilling

Alonzo Mourning’s neighborhood freak chicks in the building

Ritz and DC live was popping 2Pac D

Dominique Moxie I was 15 belligerent and cocky

Heading to the back to the embassy, women in the car seat

There was Yankee Boy, Ron Deberrie contrarily to popular belief

Most the action happened on the street

Prostitution was in full effect these girls were turning tricks

We was at school next day and we wasn’t learning shit

Unapologetic it was ours for us to get it

And anything less would means we would be raising Armageddon

Charlottesville to Philly, King of Prussia, Delaware

Tolerance for liquor high we drunk and still we well aware

We was on the come up traps were hidden everywhere

They sell us fear yet they scared of our melanin and hair

Our intelligence athletics and our flair

Cause my culture and my heritage is rare

Camouflaging their intentions, underneath the mask that they wear

I swear, it seemed I would escape death weekly

Scoop Life in PG county then we would jet to DC

After hour spots we let the food absorb the liquor

Dodging DUI’s paranoid, when the lights would flicker

Yall were crazy, running around like…

At the Eye Bar with Tita, Tony Kitrell and Marlon

Brawling with Allen Iverson’s bodyguards in the process

A Belvy bottle broke, blood was flowing on the carpet

Chicks were screaming, we were throwing wild blows in the darkness

Woke up in my apartment like «did that really happen?»

Couldn’t snap out of that reality I was attracting

Infatuated by entertainment and the life of rapper

Brothers had some talent and we just want to tap in

Oh my God!

How you still alive?

They call me Po the Leg emperor

Fuck that!

Call me Po the leg Tesla, Leg the pro wrestler

Po the Leg excellence wreck a set on the regular

Extra-terres' embezzler my weapons got the best of ya

They slept on the beloved, methods I got a plethorah

You ain’t really tough, when nobody standing next to ya

You yelling what?

Bruh, you prey or a predator?

Calling a vic' a prey what happens when they arresting ya?

At the church praying with the man who oppress ya?