[Intro: Boldy James]
Yeah
Big trouble in lil' China
ConCreatures
Where we at with it?

[Verse 1: Boldy James]
End of the twelfth round, I'ma go down swinging
Crowds scream and [?] for the Brick Mile Demon
YBS drugs on him, toting strig with no gun holster
Back of the club with the club owner
I rub shoulders with the creatures and cut-throaters
Late nights on the Dyke catching all the seals
My gang members out west on that all is well
Man slain found stretched in that garbage pale
They know we want all of the blues like I'm Gargamel
Riding dirty, preparing for the worst of my prayers
No, we don't smoke no bamba weed, shout to RBL
Top side, Fetty Wap getting thirty a square
Base-lining, ain't no time to be nervous and scared
Crooked cops, being watched by Internal Affairs
She still ain't talking 'bout no money? Must be bad at hearing
Bitch ain't gon' hold it down when they come with that racketeering

[Verse 2: ElCamino]
Wrote the thoughts of a blind man whenever I had the urge
I hid the Mossberg same place where I stashed the birds
Similar to Frank Lucas except we trapped in furs
All my mama know is we up and she don't ask a word
Pastor's words couldn't make me stay longer after church
I ain't' got a nine-to-five but I got an ave to work
Thirty-four slab of work, could eyeball a skater
Like a [?] amateurs, see wide like parameters
I could play the [?] rock because I'm a scrambler
I could mumble rap but I'm not much of a rambler
Took my bitch from her ex because he couldn't handle her
So I went and made it hot like my lady fan don't work, huh
That was weak compared to how we played the streets
I learned quick, some mistakes made I will never repeat
Shout to my uncle Pete, he a thoroughbred who hustled
Throughout these Buffalo streets, it was just him and me at one point
[Outro]
Man, what's up with you?
It's like lately, you going all
Like taking off the mask, yo
What up with that?
If Walker got a [?]
Well, what about the thing with you and Randy?
Everybody now saying you [?] out with him
Bust to [?]
And you wouldn't stand tall?
That's not what I'm saying
It's not that you do shit, it's how you do it
Yo, look
I ain't tryna stand around and let no chump-ass n***as think I'm shook
I ain't