[Verse 1: Frank Knight]

Vultures of all cultures, colder than nova scotia
Gripping up on toasters, aim at us like poachers
Can us like Folger's, for not being damn dojers
And as a sin indulger not being trumped by the POTUS
Whip range rovers from Brooklyn to both Dakotas
I never been a cobra or puppet like grover
Never roll over rather be a foul oder
I got a stone will it's the statue of Balboa
This is such a rocky road and my path narrow
In the cold spitting songs, sing a ghetto carol
Where your life caught the itis, when you fed a barrel
My style is the brightest I am Mitus as a Pharaoh
I do this for the child who loss in they shadow
Dying in the dark like the secret war battle
Feeling like cattle trying get up out the blackness
Like Ruckus with his skin, this is all madness

[Hook: Frank Knight]

You don’t really know us shorty, we too live
You don’t really know us shorty, we too live
You don’t really know us shorty, we too live
I be smooth Billie D. with the Colt .45 (2x)

[Verse 2: Frank Knight]

So you a killer riding for the scrilla down for the thriller
You a wig peeler bullet chest filler, blood spiller
Claiming none realer, triller, you a walking Godzilla
Colder than a cool winter pimp smack in chin chiller
Is your heater caliente ese let me check your resume
All about what you do today and not yesterday
Screw your memories of what you did to prior enemies
Ghetto Alzheimer's give the streets forgetful tendencies
Marlo on the wire, was reminded he could bleed
In time, your don deeds are undermined by young greed
Go ahead talk reckless, catching reck they finesse this
Ego and lack of humility, what start a death wish
Many lively left breathless on this road to get rich
Claiming trill lying to they fam they a snitch
Ratting tarnishing codes, abominable souls
I'm bias to biters biting start finding new flows

[Hook: Frank Knight]

You don’t really know us shorty, we too live
You don’t really know us shorty, we too live
You don’t really know us shorty, we too live
I be smooth Billie D. with the Colt 45 (2x)