Once Upon a Crime

The Godfathers, Necro, Kool G Rap

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I started as a vandal in Tribeca, protection, debt collector Manhandling, murder, convert a desert to a gambling mecca Chop chop garages, making guap off your garbage Construction jobs make the mob rich, harbors with barges Packed with containers and compartments For stolen objects and garments Ménages in massage parlors and brothels in apartments Speak a word to the sergeant Snitch and you'll disappear like El Debarge did Kid and I'll beat the charges You'll get barbecued in your cell quadrant Choke on the foggage, esophagus, carbon Monoxide cloggage, guards watching Dodging barrages of cartridges aimed at my squadron Fuck you, I'll Buck at you like Rogers I'm going out like Gotti, from natural causes Blood clots and heart disease Old like Corrado Soprano with blocked carotid arteries Obnoxious like Omar Suárez, more violent than Juárez Mexico with the cartels, who's next to go? Kill you manually, over 7 billion annually Money like that could buy your way into heaven chilling casually Coke Fuhrer, celebrity status, anti-establishment Folk hero at the Copa, poking jokes at the Bureau Try to decipher the pathological mindset of a crime vet Trifer than most, knife you up close, laugh and sip wine, Moët That's how the family is You could be sent to put an end to a good friend's life And be expected to handle biz Damn! Once upon a crime Two street gangstas rose up to run hip-hop Run up on you with nines Say goodnight to the bad guy We'll make you bleed Necro and Kool G Rap, we the first of a new breed Once upon a crime Two lyrical criminals who rule the underworld The New York dons of rhyme Say goodnight to the bad guy You'll never see gangstas like G Rap and Necro again Vendettas over violins and cellos Ships port from Portobello Kid you's a heel, you nothing short of a whore's stilettos Boss of the fellows, two hundred grand horse in the meadows Acapellas of Sinatra, Pavarotti opera Doppler effect, correct, ride by with the chopper Envelopes looking sweet, fish in the meat district Waldorf Astoria suite in the sheets with the heat lifted Reach and get clipped, got three slick chicks Hooked to heroin, all needing that needle stick fix Rubber hose on they elbows and calf muscles Rub foes out, ice picks and brass knuckles Think shit a joke, I'll be having the last chuckle Rum trucks moving the cash double We chewing pasta up in night clubs, white rugs Take your shoes off baby, you hear me I'll put your name up in light bulbs Rockette dancing with the white gloves Tight snug pussy on her I just might give her the bookie corner It's Crook be on 'em Yeah, 5 Star General shit KGR, Necro, Godfathers Once upon a crime Two street gangstas rose up to run hip-hop Run up on you with nines Say goodnight to the bad guy We'll make you bleed Necro and Kool G Rap, we the first of a new breed Once upon a crime Two lyrical criminals who rule the underworld The New York dons of rhyme Say goodnight to the bad guy You'll never see gangstas like G Rap and Necro again