track 03 (shyne instrumental)

detroit desperado. rap donald goines in a red el dorado

my lifestyle's fortune 500

when niggas just a crumb inside the world

where the bread run it

i'm 16 from the slums. street light reflect off the barrel of a gun

we expect death

lucky to reach puberty

learned in the streets

public school wasn't teaching me

graduate with honors as a cocaine scholar

eat food. eat food

eat food. eat food

i sell nouns like pounds

verbs like birds

clowns ain't heard

words i serve

spit like knicks

rhyme like dimes

roll a dollar bill up snort these lines

fresh off the curb on the quest for the bacons

flipping occupation on the final destination

daily operation currency chasing. got no patience

daily operation currency chasing. got not patience for the pennies i ain't waiting

pockets gettin' fatter

cause the purpose you progress

without a harness on climb the ladder of success

dan in the chest

brew in the belly

liquor in the kidney counting money in the tele

eat food

eat food

eat food

eat food