Caine - West On 5th Avenue lyrics

[Verse:Caine] The brown hero Live from Ground Zero King like Nero What's a peasant to a Pharaoh? Gold medal Floor pedal in the Sesto Elemento Hand on the metal half a min that J Leto Blowing up like a Goodyear blimp or a Zeppelin Messiah piece hanging, Chain count around 7 Whoever knew that n***as from the hood knew science? Arm & Hammer baking soda only use the finest Had to get the guard up cos the streets grew violent No nine on the waist then no one really buying Stacks from the rocks wrapped in a rubber band Fiends smoke up Block looking like Zombieland Plugs from Peru, Paraguay, Colombia 20 thou on calling cards, Lyca, Lebara Scale the Empire State getting ashy in the mink No time for Audemar Only Built 4 Cuban Links D'usse We spill it Fast life I live it Rock mics like Jordan Rock kicks k** it Pyrex turn a quarter to a half and hit the corner Till the Feds call time and cut your plug like Time Warner Pica**o on the mic, Escobar little taller Chrome to your dome 3pm with the coroner Chain round my neck and the gold look Mayan Jacket from a Python Reptiling Life of Brian Feel the wrath of CAINE like that Metro Gold Lion Wu Tang Forever I'm just waiting on my Triumph You're now speaking to the Tech Nine holder The chain so polar More bars than granola (Ha) Money talk that's my cash flow Stand on the bank roll that's Vertigo Went from 21 tops to top 5 So when I arrive testify I'm still alive Could be pushing weight or busting a M9 But my drive so high I'm more like M25 Turning up the heat put the white in the jam jar Never lacked the bicarb but got a D in that chem cla** (Warning this is not for the fainthearted Turn a soul to departed and I'm just getting started) Marcy projects across Queensbridge to Brooklyn Cocaine in the air grab the soda and we're cooking Boyardee in the kitchen when I handle that dope Boy are these s**ers moving rocks or are they moving soap? Mother in the bedroom crying can't cope Keep the city ties tied up tight without a rope Moving block on the block but the first ones for free One Week and they hooked on that NaCO3 For life, no time outs or replays No half times or short phase It's Mason and relays DEA CIA First plane out to VA Strobe lights and some leather you're begging for leeway Surrounded, all I see is lead showers and bright lights Times Square building, wack rappers is poltergeists Stop praying on them roll the dice Heating up Miami Vice (Can I Live) Step to CAINE you pay the price Notes on the door cause you can't afford the rent Dollars so low, don't even make sense