Big Business

(アルバム： The Darkside Vol. 2 - 2011)

I mean what, you going crazy over this?
I mean, really it look like, cracked off pieces of soap
(Mark Henry...)

Yeah, you's a pussy boy, you heard that pussy boy?
Ya daddy should have never nutted in that hoe's pussy, boy
But since you on this earth, it's time to take you off it
This what you want, huh nigga, that hardcore New York shit
That black cement, 3 Jordan shit
True religion jeans, Polo tee and a Portland fit
No defense when I grip the handle, boy
I got a deadly shot, no Brandon Roy
My niggas in Detroit call me Megatron
Back in '88, we moved mega tons
Now I push the 'Rari down 8th Ave
Bitch face on my lap, call it face math

The Colombians and the Dominicans have shown us the way
The shit is large, but we gon' do it differently
Gone are the days of selling on a street corner
You change the product, you change the marketing strategy

Yeah, uhh
The streets looking like Thriller
Minus the chick and red jacket with the zippers
Just zombies, psychos and killers
Quick to choke you out, ya [?], Reggie Miller
It's a drought, we need a hurricane
Boat moving slow, niggas screaming "hurry, 'caine"
3 pistols on me just in case you trying to bang
I got that 9-9-9 plan like Herman Cain
Yeah, we occupying raw street
Good morning, no sugar in the coffee
Just cocaine, Medina and some morphine
One whiff of the pure, make ya jaw lean

I'm not guilty. You're the one who's guilty
The lawmakers, the politicians
All you who lobby against making drugs legal
Just like you did with alcohol during the prohibition
You're the one who's guilty, ain't no Uzis made in Harlem
I mean, not one of us in here owns a poppy field
This thing is bigger than Nino Brown
This is big business, this is the American way