Voices Godfather Don (Ft. Kool Keith)

[Intro: Kool Kieth]
Yeah Pony L and Dr. Strangelove
Once again, I gotta tell you how it is

[Verse 1: Kool Kieth]
I used to check out, use the mad route stare at these ugly bitches Sit at the table with frowns with their stomachs out
Cellulite for weeks, rules in these New York streets
With mad babies, big heads movin' in the stroller
You gettin' older while that dress hangs off your shoulder
You stupid bitch, he's sick, the kids got the shits
You walkin' wack with those problems in your ass crack
You chose this nigga, he's a zero girl, doin' nothin'
You was buggin' because the bum had curly hair
You got psyched, the baby came out with some nappy hair
You was a fine freak, thoroughbred dumb with no head
I seen you scrape up your pennies up at B.B.Q.s
Your friends are fat with guts, breakin' all the rules
You choose to lose, no cheers, receivin' boos
Rent is due with some old crab nigga fuckin' you
It's true, it's summertime, what you gonna do?
Every winter you got this gay man screwin' you
This bitch is a problem, no money, fuckin' dummy
She's from the slum actin' fly fuckin' bread crumb
Shopliftin' programs runnin' on the boulevard
Stretch marks leak out your tight dress, your legs are scarred
Yeah...