Druglord Superstar (Explicit LP Version)-MC Lyte

Druglord Superstar (Explicit LP Version) - MC Lyte Got a new gig, here you come again kid fresh out the dog, done did your bid but you can't stay here no more Not in this crib Not with the foul way that you used to live I remember you would take long trips on the first of the month not giving a ***** about what I want Break -- uhh! Breathe lyte! Breathe! The day that you left I spent mad dough trying to get sh*t fixed cause of your *****ing death wish Broken glass everywhere, cause a mother*****a like you just didn't care Got my sh*t shot up, had to buy a new body for my Benz, cause of your wild a** friends Years ago when you started on the scene, back and forth smuggling sh*t from Caribbean It was you and your boy Dunn, making them suicide runs But it was all in fun till Dunn tried to run with half of your cut Now your boss is looking at you saying "What the ***** is up?" What's up? But you say, "***** him" you could start your own ring and things Besides you get a lot of peeps to swing Now you got eight men working 7 days a week 2 be the runners, 5 on the street 1 be the side kick,, the right hand, you know the one that ride shotgun thinking he the man They'd kill to be where you are, oh yeah! The druglord superstar You got a new crib, new truck, new car trying to fit in, throwing parties for them big type rap stars But on the other side of town, sh*t is getting hot, your man got shot and they blew up your tree spot, on 125th and St. Nick, sh*t is getting thick Your boy got caught in St. Martin with a brick, now he's exile You down to 6 mother*****as and 3 of them mother*****as is nothing but suckas I got feds at my door wanna know do I know a black now I ain't never called ya no sh*t like that, I'm fed up I can't take it no more, you see I'm blazing at th