[1st Verse: Divine]
Take a look around, all I do is skate through ya town/
Cake in ya town, take you clowns - straight up and down
Show you how, when this money move, operation is smooth/
Hate how I do, the great 'ill rule, no stopping my cruise
Pop at ya crew, get the drop on you, can't talk to the Feds/
We watching you, impossible, can't talk when you dead
Hard to live, when the God 'ill give a price for ya head/
Bomb these kids, marvelous, we precise wit' the lead
Let them guns talk, my niggas known to run New York/
Leave you done in the chalk, bust off, like it was a sport
Leave you caught in the cross, slugs torque, like the sun when it scorch/
No love, no remorse, ya soldiers soft, can't fuck wit' a boss
This ain't no breakout, at a steakhouse, I don't fuck wit' the beef/
Just pull my ace out, and blaze out, leave 'em touched when I eat
I master cipher born, my niggas we be getting it on/
Set it off, and wet it off, leave you wet and we gone

[Hook 1X: Divine]
I'm, (gangsta), my click is, (gangsta), we, (gangsta), straight up, (gangsta)/
The God is, (gangsta), my squad is, (gangsta), Brooklyn is, (gangsta), New York is, (gangsta)
I'm (gangsta), my click is, (gangsta), we, (gangsta), straight up, (gangsta)/
The God is, (gangsta), my squad is, (gangsta), Brooklyn is, (gangsta), New York is, (gangsta)

[2nd Verse: Divine]
If you only knew what me and my niggas could do to you, would do to you/
Shoot at you and ruin you, so crucial it's beautiful
So yeah, you got a chain, but yo you got no brains/
Plot's so lame, stop, drop, it's not no game
Pop and flame, how y'all trying rock my name/
Stop my fame, hate they gotta watch my reign
You claim I fuck wit' the Feds, kid you fucked in your head/
I just shit on grimey niggas, spit and piss on grimey niggas
It's all science my niggas, quick to figure it out/
It gets violent my niggas, clips is spitting 'em out
What my vision about, ain't wise for you to listen and doubt/
What y'all riffing about, y'all niggas trying to slip in my route
The original Don Dadda, hotter, and blow lava/
Criminal, bomb harder, gangsta, the Godfather
I get it crazy baby, no if's , and's, or maybe's/
Can't play me, or fade me, flow is grands, so pay me

[Hook 1X]
Xxxxxx Xxxxxx ain't, (gangsta), Xxxxx Xxxxxx ain't, (gangsta)/
Xxxxxxx Xxx' ain't, (gangsta), y'all know y'all niggas ain't, (gangsta)
Newport niggas ain't, (gangsta), y'all fake niggas ain't, (gangsta)/
My Brooklyn niggas break, (gangsta), they some killers, straight, (gangsta)

[3rd Verse: Divine]
I'm too live for y'all, too wise for y'all/
Keep my third eye evolved, keep my eyes on y'all
These Xxx' and Xxx' crabs is fags, yo y'all niggas is weak/
I move wit' niggas elite, my niggas is deep
Thinking you get it off, cause you safe in Newport/
The weaker the bet is off, you get raped in New York
Wish I could take you out, show y'all life in this game/
Gangsta shit, y'all get slayed quick, blow ice when I bang
Y'all nothing, trying keep fronting, nobodies to me/
Even that nigga X-xxxx, nobody to "D"
Let that nigga live, my prerogative in the bing/
Got witnesses, that witnessed it, my killers is king
Got 'em kissing my ring on Don shit, they respect God shit/
But yo I been scarred kid, I was born for a hard bid
Now as large as I live, monsterous, it's marvelous/
I bomb 'em again, no comp' for Allah's arsonist

[Hook]

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