Fes Taylor - Alphabet City Lyrics
f/ Marcus Dale"The business is entertainmentAnd what entertains the customers is the sight of blood"[Chorus 3X: Marcus Dale w/ Fes Taylor]I don't really know what they came forCuz none of these niggas ain't got nothing on meI bang with the B's, the C's, the WP's, cuz nigga I'm an OG[Fes Taylor]I need money, written on my teeth like I'm from How HighSo high, I can touch the skyTaylor 2 Fly, bake it like custard piesSo my whip customized, touching the fiveIf I ain't pushing work than I"m hustling rhymesEither way, ain't *****ing with mines, bottom lineBefore I sign the dotted line, I need to know how many zeros by the dollar signSome people say that I'm a hero, I ain't stopping crimesBut if I buy a ***** a hero, then she topping mines90 proof like the label on the Vodka sign*****es run in ya crib and set you up, we call 'em door knocker crimesWho hotter, throw on my blue blockersMy Marcus skate key to the roof, toppersI proof pride up, you shoot cops upI see why they hating cuz they not usYou broke as *****, nigga can't afford shitHow you gon' fight back when the New World Order hitI order bricks, a quarter water flipBottles of dust juice, pull an order, do a switchBrett Favre's on the Jets, I bring hope back to New YorkLike Strawberry on the MetsHomey's in the law library, my nigga SpecsI ride on the Ferry, meet up with the connectThe best ever, rest never, Fes neverEver, ever, gon' lose a nigga bet cheddar[Chorus 3X]
