Black Tequila

Throw me in a mosh pit I'm liable to start shit

Melt the place then break out like an arsonist

Classified to get it in for a classic killin

If I turn my back and walk that means I'm chillin

Got bitches in mi casa boiling fresh lobsters

But I don't do the shelfish I'm just eat pasta

Turkey italian sausage chopped up kielbasa

Doing hits from home like an elite mobster

Love my onions diced up real little

Wiped up ? real brittle

Poke your nose is where I go with the ?

11 Sammy the Bull's ready to wack those

I'm half black yo half oregano

That's half italian yo who he I'm from that Island yo

Staten crushing niggas like aspirins

Comissioner Kelly I'll kill your captian

That's word to my bitch that's laid off

That ? in the pussyword I ate it all

T moved with hands in the air like Adolf

Hand me a big drink bet I spray it off

La Costra Nostra La Familia

What ? my family ties and I'm a kill y'all

Mi amor dame un beso

The capitan ? hotsauce on my SpaghettiO's

Papi ? mexican handle her hoes

All my gutter game crew got border patrol

Like czar when I come through black sombrero

What 2 in the holster my code names Daryl

Ride off in the sunset Stark in the barrel

My boots on my horse named White Boy John

Rock the side of that bitch great mexican song

Ass hanging off the brunt don't ever look at me wrong

And my heart beats strong like Julio ?

Up in the Arizona desert where the shit get ugly

Or my Staten Island riders ride or die honchos

Get cream all day leave our ponchos

We bull fighting niggas wrestle with broncos

And my team stay tight like Silver & Tonto

Carry a long whip yo I'll whip your ass

Hard head mexican dope mixed with hash

Machetes behind door where the ? is stashed

Desperado kids me and Ghost back at last

Cinco De Mayo imported guns from Cairo

Got back with the ? beat the charge like rhino

This bitch who's albino

I met her out in Chi-Town while I was out in Greek town ordering Gyros

The bad bitch keep a tool in her bible

Quick to murder her rivals and her pops was a gangsta Disciple

Killed about a dozen Vice Lords guns and knife wars

The feds came for him so he slid to the 9th ward

Down in the N.O.

And right before he left he wrote his daughter a memo left stacks in a Benz-o

It got hot niggas selling giving out the info

He paranoid every 20 seconds out the window

Blowing into limbo he spazzed on Lorenzo

Smashed him in the hed with his own son's Nintendo

Bout a week later the boys came and rushed him

Kicked down the door while he was asleep they cuffed him