That's Coke

(Everlast)
 Yo, I've been rhyming since my daddy's dick first got wet
 Kicked a hole in the womb of my mother then I jet
 Back to the scene of the crime
 A true mastermind
 I'll never do time
 (Slaine)
 Nah, but I do watch my watch till the second hand stops
 And the bars close down and the records get dropped
 Piss drunk in the parking lot speaking dumb
 Gun all sticky from the Puerto Rican rum
 (Ill Bill)
 I keep it real like the 80's when we flooded the block
 Stick up kids went from baseheads to suckin' the cock
 The hottest bitch in my projects discovered the rock
 A year later had the monster climbing out of her twat
 (Slaine)
 This is a stick up
 I told you you could reach for the sky
 Fuck a chip off the brick or the piece of the pie
 The worst thing they did to the kid was leave him alive
 Now I'm ruthless moving with a reason to die
 (Everlast)
 The trees got me so high kid sniff your next line
 My culture's refined
 I'm heavy on the grind
 I'm hard in the paint
 My uzi weighs a kilo
 I'll smack you in the face and crack your head like Cee Lo
 (Ill Bill)
 It's a fact homey eagles don't roam in flocks
 But the eagles that I got will put a hole in your top
 So predictable I'm already knowin' your plot
 It happens so fast you won't even know that you're shot
 (Slaine)
 Till the concrete is painted with pain
 Cause you bein' dead is the only way they'll ever say you were slain
 Black scully, black bandana, and black coat
 with the co-leader in the House of Pain (that's coke)
 (Danny Boy)
 You already know what it is
 It's the pimp, the sniff and the aw shit
 That ain't dandruff homeboy
 Hell naw that ain't dandruff
 All in together now - That's coke (x5)
 (Ill Bill)
 That's coke in freezer bags hidden in the ferarri
 More raw than Big Daddy Kane spittin' with Marley
 More white than them three bitches sniffin' with Charley
 That's coke like a boston george new year's party
 (Everlast)
 The motherfuckin' svengali
 Mob boss got body in the XL Denali
 With the mossberg shotty
 Got a full box of shells and a ransom note
 That ain't gun powder out on my dash (that's coke)
 (Slaine)
 I'm raw as sushi
 Belushi's spirit probably is with me
 I'm Rick James bitch, ask Bobby and Whitney
 In the hood where the maniacs will rob you to get me
 Gettin' blown by Paris, Nicole, Lindsey, and Brittney
 You shittin' me?
 All in together now - That's coke (x12)