Lyrics

They told him he was crazy, but he didn’t think so.
Though every few minutes he looked out of his peak hole
last week they killed Fred they found them slumped in his seat
Manny was found dead with his brains in the street
he was struck with Rigamortus stuck holding his gun.
They even popped his baby mother. She was holding his son,
and Kwame knew he was next cause he was the last one
so he slept in a chair by the door with a shotgun
he looked out the window keep watch case
the cops come
the story gets thick and check this here the plot come.
The three of them was hustlers.
Kwame was the brains. Manny was the smuggler
uptown on the train while Fred handled customers
Cuz Fred was a gun, buster he ain’t even trust his own mother,
but it was Manny‘s baby mother that got them all fucked up.
See Kysha was an uncutter (what?)
an undercutter undercover grimy, motherfucker. (Ohhhh)
see many would come home late
while he was gone, Kysha was pinching the weight.
So when the count came up short, Fred punched Man in the face
man said it wasn’t my fault we must’ve made a mistake.
Fred said the only mistake we made is not breaking your legs and only way that we even is if you don’t get paid,
And ummm Manny didn’t like that
but we gonna take a quick commercial break and we’ll be right back