THE 23RD STREET POPE

Every time I go out, it's the finest clubs and bars

Rounds of champagne, and Cuban cigars

 

I dress real fancy, and look really good

Straight out of Trenton, right from the hood and up to no good

 

Teased by the neighborhood when I was real young

Open your mouth now motherfucker and I'll cut out your tongue

 

Now everybody in town looks up to me

But I am just a dope slinger with no fancy degree

 

I didn’t do my learning in some Harvard seats

Everything I know, I owe to these streets

 

But I do my part to show the neighborhood my clout

Paying their kids to be on ever block and stand as lookouts

 

Now people look at me different, wont look above my chin

Because after ten years of slinging, now they know I'm the Kingpin

 

Working these streets twenty-four seven

Anything you want, it's just like heaven

 

I am not Robin Hood, I am way to greedy

I do not steal from the rich, I sell rocks to the needy

 

If you come see me you better bring a lot bills

If want to get that fix with your needle and pills

 

Spoons and cotton laying all around

Burnt green Oxys all over the ground

 

Some people say I make others corrupt

Let them walk in my shoes or shut the hell up

 

And they're always asking how are you still alive

Tell them I am mean motherfucker with my trusted 45

 

The same people say a rival is going to take me down

Not a chance in hell because Trenton’s my town

 

So you think you are the man, think you are a stud

Wait until your face down on the street, drowning in your blood

 

That will be end of the controversy

Except for you bleeding and begging for my mercy

 

Mercy is something I never give to a rival

Because if I did it might jeopardize my survival

 

Bring all you got, bring it time five

But you will never run these streets as long as I am alive

 

All these gangster want-to-bees come and go

But around these parts there only one thing you need to know

 

That I own this city and all its dope

That is why they call me the 23rd Street Pope