Bitches and Drugs

[Verse]

These days a lot of niggas is wack

All I hear is who gonna bring New York back

The south is this the south is that

Slinging crack in the white tee in the trap

Sippin patron and yak

Ringo hit me up on the jack

And said man spit that spat

And leave that chicken scratch for frick and frack

Guru told me slow up the flow

Cause science and metaphors will slow up the dough so here we go Gs up hoes down

If rap was like blacks in the sixties, I'm a white cop in riot gear ready to hose down

Memo to all I'm settin you hoes down

I'll spray a sick round on any sick clown who wanna get down

From Nueva York to Chi-town

Comprende, wack rappers bow when they in the presence of the sensei

The flow is, muy caliente

Jaydolf spitler, rap hitler

One man militia

Burnin niggas live with the scripture

The sound waves shake the dead in they graves

Pro tools'll import the session from the richter

No wonder I'm the victor

If a thousand words is equivalent to a picture

Then welcome to the cinema

Shot of wheat grass in the enema

Who wanna style war with the emperor?