[Andrew 'Dice' Dinero]
I couldn't tell you a fuckin' thing about the latest song
N***as tell me what song is poppin', I just play along
A new album comes out, I never play it long
When I wanna bump some dope music, I play my own
Muhfucker I've been too stressed, I'm just different
With a capital D, I give 2 F's
Bitches want me like a new dress, I'm feelin' like Hugh Hef
They wanna hang 'round like crew necks
They figure my crew next to blow so they wanna jock
But I ain't on the hunt for twat, I'm on the hunt for guap
Shit is gettin' real Shabba Ranks, ugly
But I'm tryin' to say that I'm tryin' to make it Tyra Banks
Money, power, respect; I got a little of the first 2 but I got enough of the third to compensate
I give a fuck 'bout what a copper say, coppers hate
I don't conversate with coppers, I be where the coppers ain't
I don't cooperate with coppers, that ain't how the COB operate
In fact, that ain't how we COBerate
I'm from the School of Hard Knocks, I was fast with learnin'
When n***as is twistin' caps, there's no tassle turnin'
I'm from a city of Raider fans and Steeler fans
I learn to hustle, my hands are clean, I'm a middle man
I work around the clock, not too fast, not too slow
I'm the minute hand, I'm a business man
I pull out chompers for free, no dental plan
Kill a dude in broad daylight, cancel dinner plans
This industry don't give a shit, give a cent, give a fuck, give a buck, give a dime or give a damn
Open hip-hop's door, let my crew sneak in
No Sleep Gang n***a, tell me who sleepin'
We do it our way, motherfuck what you thinkin'
Spare me your 2 cents, you can keep them 2 Lincolns