[Verse 1: Caine Marko]
Look
To the belly of the beast, where the streets stay gritty
Attitudes gully but the swagger stay pretty
I'm a bad boy trynna see dirty money like Diddy
I stay with the G's in my unit just like Fiddy
I'm reppin' for the city, L's up for the manor
Cop green in bulk, The Hulk, move like Bruce Banner
Won't catch me on radar, or see my on a scanner
Too busy tapping a white chick's a** until i tan her
See, I'm trynna build my sh** up from the underground
I'ma be this way until I'm six foot under ground
And in amazement these n***as they start to wonder now
Charlie Sloth played my track, hear me rap they don't wonder now
See I'm the golden child, so that means the one that's chosen
So while I'm going in the others they can stand there posing
They claim they shutting down shop, nah n***a you closed
I roll with Sub-Zero flows so you know my flows are frozen
[Chorus: Caine Marko & Zack B]
n***as say they really get it
But I don't think they get it though
Saying that they making money
When really they ain't gettin' dough
Saying that they really 'bout it
I never seen 'em let it go
Saying that they toke the loudest
I don't think they're hitting dro, no
[Verse 2: Zack B]
Uh, Breezy in this b**h I get it pumping up
While most the guys I know just hit the cubicle and bump it up
Blowing O's while spitting skippy flows, call it double dutch
I'm in my zone and I beg that you man do not f** it up
I ain't about the ruckus but I'm not the one to ruffle up
Rolling with some ripped jean villains that will tump you up
CE 'bout to take over the game so come and f** with us
I swear your mouth's the only thing you're running bruv
'Cos If it ain't about the money why you talking
Now it's funny 'cos these b**hes kiss the ground in which I walk in, I go all in
If these man are on the grind I'm Tony Hawk-ing, b**h I'm awesome
In the belly of the beast I got her thinking 'bout abortion
In the kitchen with some b**hes who on that Nigella Lawson
I swear my EP is of the most epic proportions, look
I got a lot of people saying that I've changed
Like I'm doing all this to stay the same, yeah
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Caine Marko & Zack B]
Looking at the stars smoking Swishers
Thinking 'bout b**hes and ways I can do it bigger
Boy I'm not the one to play with ‘cos I win all of my fixtures
How can you respect the art if you don't see the bigger picture
I'm the spark the could brighten your dimmest winter
Like a broken Rolex yeah I'm timeless if you didn't know
Cah my life a movie and sh**, and losing just ain't in the script
So change your mind or your thoughts n***a
Or be an actor, caught up in politics, Arnold Schwarzenegger
Got no love for them haters or them pagans
They're actors, caught up in politics Ronald Reagans
The waste cadets in training to be wastemen
Might as well just duppy them 'cos only God can save them
Amen, out here causing a mayhem
From young dashing my toys from outta my play pen
[Outro: Caine Marko & Zack B]
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