Better Now Fred the Godson (Ft. Jim Jones & Marc Scibilia)

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Capo, go...
I pray to the Lord, Rakim check out my melody (Peace God)
Talk tough where tough is what you better be (Wassup?)
I'm still handin' out smack just like I'm sellin' D (Facts)
I spit like her-on up in the 70s
Shit, I'm Nicky Barnes with the flow (Arrggh!)
You gotta block, you gotta bomb, you gon' blow (Arrggh!)
Uh, like Frank Lucas with the bars (Catch it)
Gun in the drop like I'm shootin' at the stars (Boom!)
Gotta be a man of your actions
Never take the stand on your faction (Never)
Runnin' through the back door I got the back end
Drug dealer car, so you know I got the black Benz (Woo!)
AMG or that 63 kitted (Go)
Name a V, I promise bitch we did it (Facts)
Hopped out and we was drip drip drippin' (Uh)
Might need a mop but they won't catch me slippin' (No)
Lookin' for the keys, the cars don't have ignitions (No)
Was dreamin 'bout the coke 'til I woke up in the kitchen (for real)
Shit, you ever woke up in the trap (Huh)
2 pumpers, 1 fiend smokin' up the crack? (Oh)

[Chorus: Marc Scibilia (Fred The Godson)]
If you go, I won't forget now
But I hope that I don't let you down
I will carry your light 'til I'm in the ground (ah, right)
But I hope that I won't let you down, down down