Creed Of The Greedier

It's the return of the assassin
 I believe in the creed of the greedier
 Bash in your skull with guns, I'm deceiving the media
 Look at the web of lies that I keep weaving immediate
 Breathing the weed speeding and I ain't hitting medians either
 Fuck the Bible, I'm writing my lyrics and read them to Jesus
 Fight with spirits and sleep in a bed with the rifle near it
 I used to smoke angel dust back as a teen
 Copped the bundles in Harlem and sell packs of the beans
 Rolling in stolen cars leaving accident scenes
 Crazy Eddie envelope stacked in the back of my jeans
 When you hear me rhyming wonder what has happened to me
 I had a wet brain, but I came back spectacularly
 I got a third rail on the train tracks will zap me *
 That's why I'm just the way I am, this is actually me
 I said the return of the assassin, the assassin is me
 Wipe my ass with hundred dollar bills and laugh at a G
 My greed gets me everything
 The means to fulfill any dream
 Sparked by the endless greed
 As we struggle in this world full of lust and greed
 My greed gets me everything
 The means to fulfill any dream
 Inclined to refine my creed
 As we struggle in this world full of lust and greed
 It's the return of the cult leader
 I believe in the creed of the greedier
 Final Destination like a plane careening and speeding
 Like a demon in my blood stream bleeding anemia
 Better yet I'm even worse than that speaking leukemia
 Premium goods like overpriced diamonds that cut glass
 Coka without the Cola and the white mustache
 The brand you can trust
 We high-powered and coked up
 Hole in the head looking like a powdered donut
 Or like sho'nuff from the last track and cash stacking up
 Pull out the black Magnum now your ass is backing up
 I've been the poster child for coke piled higher than the heavens
 I can pile the streets rioting with peasants
 Drinking cocktails and partying with rock stars
 Throwing molotov cocktails at cop cars
 I said it's the return of the cult leader and Coka Nostra's the crew
 Point the finger over here we pointing toasters at you
 It's the return of Danny Boy
 La Coka Nostra build and destroy all
 Lock it down like a dog's jaw in a dog brawl
 We get it on y'all, set it on you
 Roll the red carpet over your head and shred it on you
 We men of honor, amongst the cold-blooded anacondas
 With invisible barcodes and transponders
 I see the chemtrails acknowledge everything homie
 But don't trip though cause God is everything homie
 I came a long way from airports and highways
 I took the wrong way but yo I did it my way
 I took you from the House of Pain to the House of Slaine
 Down the road to Hell but made it back without going insane
 Thinking one step ahead of these lames
 Same super group, homie, we the best in the game
 It's the return of Danny Boy and La Coka Nostra
 Creed of the greedier, but I already told ya
 When you see the greed and the concentration of power
 Did you ever have a moment of doubt about capitalism?
 And whether greed is a good idea to run on?
 Well first of all, tell me;
 Is there some society you know that doesn't run on greed?
 You think Russia doesn't run on greed?
 You think China doesn't run on greed?
 What is greed?
 Of course none of us are greedy
 It's only the other fella who's greedy