Tony/Montana

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]

I play hard for nine innings, dressed in fine linen

‘Cause pussy is the best next thing besides winnin'

All the positions I've been in couldn't explain how I'm livin'

My vision, my intuition has risen

Here, take a listen, I'm hittin'

Up to bat with precision; see, I'm back in the kitchen

Slinging crack to these pigeons, for the fact that I'm driven

My linebackers is blitzin', send you packing, good riddance

Trapped in this prison where snakes and rats is forbidden

Keep my gun hidden, niggas is bitches signing petitions

And they providing convictions

See, I survive through the system under the livest conditions

My riders ride on a mission

For snitchin', you get your back blown right out of commission

You'll be missin' like them crazy Christians

And swimming with all the fishes

Your Ms.'s will come and witness your body with hugs and kisses

Now, tell me, is that nutritious?

We party with chips and liquors

Your wizzes is coming with us

For real, kid, they bought me presents

The difference is this is business, big biscuits, big figures

We click on religious niggas for acting too superstitious

Move, ‘cause the Coupe is vicious

Shoot if you want your wishes to blow

See Trife in the Bentley with a group of bitches

[Hook]

My design is already made

So young and so strong

And just waiting to be saved

[Verse 2: Cormega]

My life's no longer in the hands of district attorneys

Or envious niggas who thirsty ‘cause I'm OT with bricks for 30

Moving like Magic, but niggas ain't worthy

Like Michael Cooper; when I shoot I aim sturdy

Mother made or motherfuck 'em

Rhymes so dope I hope I make it through customs

We can take it to the streets, like a game at the Rucker

They claim they love us, but all that changes

When you on and they fucked up, dog

Ain't no flaws in a hustler

I'm no longer in state greens and chuckers

Waiting for the beach port and the breaks

Streets oughta relate

I see it all in your face the window to your soul ain't tinted

You wanna see me falling from grace; no way, nigga!

I'm stretching my weight, like cocaine dealers

What they gonna say now? The flow way iller

If dough change niggas I'm no longer the same

But what I became does not conflict with from where I came

I was dealing with 'caine like cold chilla

Back when lyricist reined and dope was killing 'em

Any MC who think they ill as me

Or real as me should chill, I mean, that's your opinion

But my raps is relentless like a MAC with an infra

And I'm back with a vengeance

Like Sprewell smashing the Knicks

After they shipped him despite the fans resistance

Big and Pac is up top, so the nicest man living is right here

It's quite clear, like diamonds that glisten

[Hook]

My design is already made

So young and so strong

And just waiting to be saved