Verse I:

We murder for fragrance, bodies cut in tubs like Appalachians
Six-car garage immaculate with all the papers
Six-man barrage bloody aprons Larry Davis
I'm like DeMeo's crew, murder since baby shoes, get that work from Haitian dudes
Shoot first, cry later graduated from Satan's school
She cookin' all that dope in the wok like Asians do
Surround the work like sabertooths, fuck up the stove that's what the paper do
Windwills when the powder drop, murder you for ounces of pot
Big Tom Vincenzo limo tint around the rag top
Before we stretch it do it Genovese, in front of buildings with Uncle Howie who was kerosene
Tuddy Cicero, leave your corpse soft like Zeppoles
Got that Blue Velvet dead celebrity hippies from 70s
Right after the juxx, happy low-key nobody mention you
Persistent felonman shades, haze, keep a cottonmouth
Came from nothin' went to Gotti route until the Masi's out
Been on my own since 16, with the shotty out
Welfare face to face hungry to bring the bodies out
Rap Grady Clark, roll the plague up in carpets
Get the truck in the road the BQ eat at Gowanus
Guitar cases in pramas, llamas, automatic covers
Belt Parkway was hot when the odds was upon us
Exit 13, pay to punch you Bay View houses, no charges
Prepare for night work, blood in the night harvest
Pharmacy Gods, carcass models starvin' we Dopefathers
Soap embalmers, Supercoven street life with major traumas
The Oshkosh ha andn grey bombers

Verse II:

Reload after dark, Cream Spot builds, when I play the park
'87 Maxima clocks, fat ropes in the part
Concealed weapons, life lessons so I put it in thoughts
Mail forty credit cards spit pain from the heart
Etonics with the razorblade my building was hot
Pull out the Phantom it's brave relate his message to any cop
Sauté pigs with blades whoever stoppin' to drop
You get two tickets like Mel before sluggin' your chops
Running with scissors, bullet holes like shirt but it's gory
Overnight 10 pounds touchdowns to my weed shorties
Courts applaud me movin' out raw like E-40
Author of Sadist, goons at the mall with .380s
War report closed cases, coke lawyer from Haiti's
Parking lot at King's Plaza, V-shells in new Mercedes
Two chop shops in Canarsie fuckin' bitches and Masons!