We Made It

"Tony Starks fights again for survival,

And by just a thin thread of electric current

Wins another victory."

Ugh, c'mon, yeah, c'mon y'all

(Bounce wit us) Hip-hop

(What? Celebrities, what?)

(Street corner) For all my niggas

Crack spot niggas

"we made it"

Chicken ass mothafuckers, envious bitches

Yo, you know what y'all

Make me wan' pop sumthin', no champagne

Two-five on me, weed and crack stalk me

Bitch motherfucker tried to get a rep' off me

Leave him there, never know, get him off me

I remember days when we just fucked bitches

Bought a lot of clothes and just played the ave.

Now we rap niggas with a lot of wardrobes

And if we want a nigga dead we pay the cash

I ain't trying to waste my career on y'all

Even scuffle with y'all, waste gear on y'all

But if I gotta go out, you know I'ma show out

You gon' fuck around and get your whole back blown out

I remember on the Island, can't tone out

The mess hall crawler, about to zone out

Dumb motherfuckers with our microphone out

We just dumb motherfuckers with our microphone out

See, see, see me

I roll with Ghost and cats that carry they toast and

Make the post and from paging, sin astasian

When it's time to bust off them things, it ain't a game man

We rocked out own diamond rings, see them 'Bling, Bling'

Got big boy toys, Porsche, Sixes

Dime bitches, told y'all before we import those

Jury stay froze, court cases get closed

Niggas hate Nino 'cause how fast I roast them

Like George Jefferson and em, stepping on em

The headline read, "Starks had the weapon on em"

The best, what y'all expect? He a vet

Plus the best, now tell me how we gon' foul

When we dealin with 'Supreme Clientele'

From Riker's Island to the Camay Island

We thugs like, life is the same challenge

Do the knowledge, recognize your talent

And if you live the streets, you better stay silent

Yo, spotted at a mirage, Ghostface walked by groupies

Minkal monk stars, I come in cat, invades Mars

Hallyed at a sanctuary, first dent placed upon entry

Fainted when the book mentioned me

Keep balling, new systems, high sciences

Drop that, Ghost listening, the track sizzling

Angelica, Judey Plum for bitches, Goines king of the century

Best sellers, but niggas stay together

Posted up trucks, leaning on the Benz

Cinemax smile shot in thirty-five lens

You program, broke bottles of Dom

Seven inch bangles, back breakers

I'm a dope feed, look at my art, Popeye strength

Rap with a British accent, Gucci clothes

Dennis Coles in the latest fashions

Blow backs in, flip raps like forty-eight bundles

Dinner plates, deadly front gates, celeb Brian Gumble

Interlapse this in like Deniro, words in your center earhole

Blocks of ice like Sub-Zero, we been right since day zero

Shatter your soul like glass windows

Turn verses to nymphos, pop these hollows at fake cats in a Tahoe

Wild out, throw your liquor bottles at hood rats to the richest models

We conversate like Christ and the twelve apostles

Living life without you, can't count you as great men

Murderers in the state pen', being caged in

The wage is a sin, before they read up they pop our tape in

You ain't gotta tuck you chain in 'cause here we want the head of Satan

Durags and our pants hanging

"we made it"

Uh-huh, uh-huh

That's right y'all

Street corners

Jail niggas

Riker's Island

Ge-Grey Haven

Big Un

That's right y'all

Word up

All y'all, all y'all crumbs

We made it, nigga

Step the fuck off

True indeed, true indeed

Yeah, Ready Red

That's right, my nigga Born

That's right yo

Lil' Free in the feds

That's right, you'll be home nigga

Yeah, we made it

Yeah, see Allah, word up

That's fam

Yeah, check it out

Staten Island

True indeed

Five boroughs

Check it, uh-huh