them rocks and that money in ya two socks Meth the mister, if crime is an art, then let me paint a picture I'm gone, Kodak can't even frame the riddler Gold
hang that plaque On the wall rappers ball but they don't live phat Nigga, I doubt if you go gold or platinum What we do has only been mastered by a
gold I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself I'm like a one man crew, you see I don't need help I get the job done so all you fake rappers, MC's, rap masters
your hoes (Numskull) This rap here goes to all you player haters Hand cuff your hoes, that goes to all you Captain Save-Hers Me, my major industries gold
bitch but don't stick up your nose 'Cause you don't look shit like En Vogue Hoes taxi around them gold ones Actin' like they don't fuck no one be the master
if it fits ya Picture four hideous hustlas quick to lick the silliest bustas I played the roll and ready to fold fix bitches in gold is a no-no Livin
whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets Forgot a gold
of years they'll sleep like stones In their caves full of treasures and gold Many heroes have faced their destiny Be aware, better leave these worms alone Masters
was and giving non of that burly Come to my crib and maybe yet you can come to the hideout And let a nigga fuck it inside (I gotta) Come in my shorts Dog with gold
and watchin' my name bring you pain I'm standin' on your blood stain hard to hold I'm bold, I roll real cold Too much soul, dick made of gold I rolled
mice Trying to get in where we fit in Doing anything to be down Two hundred million blind mice Running through this town Patty Cake, Patty Cake I heard your man Wears a gold
deaky membership is legit I got a sex club gold card veteran certificate(what?) You try to run I'll put my nose on your clit 'cause I'm a master of
legacy I was born to be the king of the be bop swing To have Stallions and medallions, big diamond rings To own a castle and a yacht, two million in gold
worried, bright and early Bald head, straight or curly, mundane other worldly No chain, I'm the jewelry that jackers can't snatch The gingerbread the slave masters
in every sentence Send a message up by horse Back to the castle, through the forests Over the hill with no hassle Scrolls scripted in gold, Ancient
[Chorus x2] We don't force it Just remember we don't force it We don't forfeit Aw naw we don't forfeit Don't forget Yeah this gold I spit, I told 'em
is the deal, it's Toney Starks, nigga Ya niggas know what time it is, the kid with the lazer beam vocals You know you messing with a dart master, right