Mafioso

[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]

Capture the immage of a self made gangsta

Now say it to yourself, "I'm a self made gangsta now"

You a hoodlum cause you got you a scar face

Blood in and Blood out, between a rock and a hard place

So you makin colors, cause you living in New Jack City

The king of New York, and it ain't pretty

Started running with the reservoir dogs through the reservoir

Bumping pulp fiction out your jaw cause you never saw

Real niggas get down, except for on DVD

You go to jail, and get American meat

What's done to you is done to you

Real niggas [?] bitch [?]

So before you decide you's a gangsta

You better be thankfull you ain't a gangsta

Cause these niggas will bank ya, wanksta

Rob you point blank, then hang ya

Leave your bitch ass upside down, dangling

You not a gangsta

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko and Skatterman]

You are not a gangsta

You are not mafioso

You are not mafioso, nigga

You are not a gangsta

You are not mafioso

You are not mafioso, nigga

You are not a gangsta

You are not mafioso

You are not mafioso, nigga

[Verse 2: Greed]

You ain't John Gotti, Lucky Luchani or Pauly

But it's awfully funny all you rappers that clame mob but

You are not no gangsta

Nigga please, your life is lived through a show on TV

So stop with the stories, and stop with the fables

Your life is entertainment, on Comcast cable

But now you're in the real world, mimicking what you see

But as vivid as what you see, you don't live it as much as me

You know I speak the truth, and I ain't giving it up for free

So much games, you niggas should ante up the fee

Well fuck that, you niggas ain't manly enough for me

You a pansy and punk to me, now the rest of the world will see that

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko and Skatterman]

You are not a gangsta

You are not mafioso

You are not mafioso, nigga

You are not a gangsta

You are not mafioso

You are not mafioso, nigga

You are not a gangsta

You are not mafioso

You are not mafioso, nigga

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]

I heard niggas was speaking about me

Because they ain't peaking without me

A bitch got shit skeeting about me

Niggas ain't got no reason to doubt me

This ammo, over the piano

Talking about niggas who play Sapranos

You black Fettuccine eating motherfucker

Got chickens, but you really want Zeety, motherfucker

Niggas play chef, and niggas play goty

But the niggas get bad, when they eat that Ravioli

Or Rigatoni, Manicati, whoever the fuck they play, it's not they hobby

Put hot slugs to your body

The Godfather, you're mob not, so why bother?

The braud collar, taking the whole squad to Garaba's

You niggas play Deniro on some motherfuckin act shit

Playing italian when you black, that's some wack shit

You niggas soft, like in God you trust

You motherfuckers don't be trying to play us

Cause we bust, you ain't no gangsta

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko and Skatterman]

You are not a gangsta

You are not mafioso

You are not mafioso, nigga

You are not a gangsta

You are not mafioso

You are not mafioso, nigga

You are not a gangsta

You are not mafioso

You are not mafioso, nigga