All About the Benjamins / Crowns for Kings (Mixed)

[Intro: Black Thought]

As you can see, Green Lantern is invadin' the airwaves

He's invadin' the airwaves, turn up your radio, turn up your radio

Green Lantern, drop that shit (Yo)

[Verse: Black Thought]

When we was hooked in the hood gettin' booked like literature

Kept us shook, like when the boogieman comin' to get ya

We was crooks, tryna cop more rides than Great Adventure

Any image we took, not a father was in the picture

There was times, not a bite nor swallow was in the kitchen

Real niggas made a industry out of they intuition

Facin' thе darkest outcome, sprintin' to outrun the rеaper

Trying not to be the food in the mouth of the beast

For whom the bell tolls

Crown kings in Adidas suits and shell toes

We had to throw a lot of body blows and elbows

Wishin' we could get from Snyder Ave to Melrose

Without the Dapper Dan body bags and jail clothes

That warned niggas not to lollygag when Hell rose

We railroaded through the thicker things for gold chains and chicken change

No one throwin' flames, there's growin' pains when in the game

And the blow, ashes in the snow, it's no remains

Push the wheel as fast as it could go, we overcame the obstacles

But when you official, the block miss you

Even if the old crew choose not to rock with you

We was blue-black, stuck in the glue trap

I had to pull my own self up by the bootstrap

Where everybody play they own part like a tooth gap

And old heads teach the young hitters to shoot back