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Tony Montana

 

Tony Montana

(album: Dead Flowerz - 1996)


I been yellin "Reel Life" for about 10 years
Now my eyes will shed not no more tears
I'mma cold-hearted nigga in a cold-ass world
Boy, yo ass'll get wet like a jheri curl
I went from rock cocaine to moving them bigs
Got a reputation, known for splittin them wigs
Ain't no palm trees, no movie stars
Just big time ballas and fancy cars
Got a lifetime dream to have major C.R.E.A.M
The way I'm having things it could almost seem
Like ain't no nigga fronting me no KIs
Fuck a fast food job, working Mickey Ds
I'm just a young black nigga trying to stay alive
I went for self like Michael from the Jackson 5
I got no time for the police all in my face
I know many niggas out there got a murder case
Nigga please... my whole city's under siege
But the question is do they believe that I'm copping my KIs

Ain't no nigga fronting me no KIs
Ain't no nigga fronting me KIs
I said ain't no nigga fronting me no KIs
Ain't no nigga fronting me KIs

I been all around town trying to put shit down
I once was lost but now I'm found
Selling rocks on the corner til the break of dawn
This shit is for the niggas who be getting em on
Big time, I know sometimes ya loose ya mind
When the streets be dry ya money's hard to find
Can't nobody tell me 'bout life and pain
Cause I been through it all with the rock cocaine
See, my momma was a junkie ever since I was born
I was dead at birth so I was born to mourn
I'm from Detroit city where the streets be rough
And I think this rhyme is over 'cause I feel I've said enough

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