"I got the city on my back, Pretty women in the sack,' 'Rollin' in the Rolls, Sit, sittin' in my lap, This is not a rap, fool, this is not an act, Welcome to New York, blood, this is where it's at, Snitches take a nap with the fishes and the rats, Buried in the dirt where the witnesses is at. Hear the whistle when I clap from the missile that I pack, Once you violate, like a ribbon, it's a wrap, From Gangland to the Oval Office, next ten years I'ma control the market, ....is in the bag,competition is in tags, bullets on the hood, when the inches need a back, Original hot shot,shot for ya head,Lead in a loaded catridge, 21 shots for the chief of bosses,pack your bags, cut your losses, MESSIAH'S here, i'm Rollin carpet, Bones excharged, but false is mounted, The Revolutionery Rough Enormous! chorus: this one is a go, wah wah wah really tho,if u know the code, then you, then you could roll, but if you was a foe,then you could play the roll, but keep it on the low, wah, wah ,wah really low! really low really low,wah wah wah really low " II Put the Money in the vault, put a Coward on the wall, put a $ on ya head, then i feed it to the hog, Gotta broad on my arm, Gotta form make a dope, Like the cars in the yard, she gone liek the couture, And All to the All,All double L,got my eye on the $,for one of the wagon,
One on the wheel top spinnin the 12, tryna play like she cool, she's overwhelmed, A Big Baggin' and take the Glasses, Once u catwalk and tilt the asses,Long eyelashes and legs to match it, you could have it, if you could manage,Couple Billion, and hands froms assets, I'm the Roller, So i just make it, Just pay attention, pipe is Magic, Dust to Dustes, Ash to Ashes Chorus III "Revolutionary is so Bad, welcome Baller,but the team don't care, Please don't ask, I ain't see nuttin coward, we don't Back! But when the scene don't set, you got to crawl,had to ... , Where the East Coast at? Mobster Noobs,they don't need more Rap! Nino's back, I Run the town set the war new check, this ain't no rap, Things at home,kinda they go back, Ice on the Gold,Wearies on the sterm, Where is on the block and i'm heavy for the parole,never gone change, its imbeded in my bones, maybe i could save, my little brothers soul, he dont hear me tho, tell him go to school, he dont wanna go,shawty roll, how ima tell him no, he jus like PO! but God know, better for him to be like Barack O!
my life aint gold, one foot is in the grave,the others in the hole, i wish that i could show, he gone follow me straight to deathrow, No, ima make sure, he aint like me, wah wah really tho chorus: this one is a go, wah wah wah really tho,if u know the code, then you, then you could roll, but if you was a foe,then you could play the roll, but keep it on the low, wah, wah ,wah really low! really low really low,wah wah wah really low(2TIMES)