Druglord Superstar - MC Lyte, MiLK

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 f**k about what I want

Break -- uhh!

Breathe lyte!

Breathe!

The day that you left I spent mad dough trying to get shit fixed

Cause of your f**king death wish

Broken glass everywhere, cause a motherf**ka like you just didn’t care

Got my shit shot up, had to buy a new body for my Benz, cause of your wild ass

friends

Years ago when you started on the scene, back and forth smuggling shit 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 f**k is up?»

What’s up?

But you say, «F**k 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, shit is getting hot, your man got shot

And they blew up your tree spot, on 125th and St. Nick, shit is getting thick

Your boy got caught in St. Martin with a brick, now he’s exile

You down to 6 motherf**kas and 3 of them motherf**kas 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 shit like that, I’m fed up

I can’t take it no more, you see I’m blazing at the next nigga knocking at my

door

I heard you’re on the run now, D is in the penile

Ratted your ass out and gave that what, when and how

They’d all kill to be where you are, the druglord superstar

They found a boy in the sand, it was Poppi your man with his eyes dug out and

you must

Be soft

Heard they shot up your car and ransacked your loft, now you need a get away

A place to hide, cause your man done snitched on the inside

You was on the run like a slave aback in the days, you must have been nodding

when

They said

«Crime don’t pay»

I 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 choose to live

Motherf**ka -- you know what/

Just, just take your shit all right!

Just take it!

Cause I’m sick of this shit — I can’t take it no more

Just take it, I don’t know who the f**k you think you are

Thinking you could just come back here and try to enter my life -- like I need

you

I don’t -- I’m thru with you motherf**ka

Just get out!

You put me thru too much heartache

Too much shit

I had to go thru -- I can’t do it no more