[Rodney Little from Spike Lee's 1995 film Clockers]
Alls I said, you want Darryl's spot you gotta get it for yourself

[Verse 1: Starker]
Ayo my mind I analyze it like Billy Crystal
Bump into bitches I used to fuck (Starks I really miss you)
That so official, on the cover of the second issue
Digital copies we gettin wasabi so ghetto
Rock the fitted with wallies from train stations
Up in strange occasions I change the game like referees under investigation
This bud's amazin' Mystic Rivers like I'm Kevin Bacon
I'm deading n***as, I'm coke sellin', like Freddy Jason
You better save all the drama for n***as that believe you
Fiends form a line at the register like the crack was legal
So blast the eagle in the Regal, watch Apocalypto
I rock a wrist watch similar to a block of crystal
When all my people pushing foreign whips across the city
We stick together as hustlas, like corner store committees
I'm often pretty, rock my fitted cap the 50/50
New Era n***a I'm smilin' until the devil get me

[Rodney Little from Spike Lee's 1995 film "Clockers"]
I put this gun in yo bad breath smellin' mouth, I will pull the trigger and I'll splatter what little muthafuckin' brains you got all over the corinthian leather interior of my car. And my wife's brand new car so you know I don't give a fuck. Do you understand me? Do you understand me bitch?!