Fuck Tony Montana La Coka Nostra (Ft. B-Real & Sick Jacken)

[Verse 1: ILL Bill]
Fuck Tony Montana, we kill kids
If he did, he’d still be alive
Al Pacino fucked up twice
I’m a vet but Benny Blanco ain’t taking my life
I'm a end up on the beach with my seed in my wife
One last hustle, last hoorah, move this last bundle
I caught bodies out here, homie, I can’t fumble
Most of my felonies are legendary
That’s why I put most of my enemies in cemeteries
I seen visions from beyond the grave, burning in Hell
Screaming in pain to God, begging to be saved
This is purgatory, another first-degree murder story
They took my kindness for a weakness and turned it on me
That’s when I blacked out, pulling triggers like I was cracked out
Eyes bugging out my head, tapped out
Schized the fuck out, Lōc’ed out, coked out
Shottied up, left you soaked the fuck up and smoked out

[Verse 2: Everlast]
Fuck a motherless child from a penniless home
I’m a heartless lion with an iron jawbone
I’m no Al Capone or Corleone
But I’ve been known to put a hit out on the microphone
Fuck your time zone, fuck your area code
I’ll detonate my payload and watch it explode
It’s a gangster boogie, it’s a soldier’s hustle
Little bank take big bank if it got muscle
Drugs, money, sex, revolution is next
This ain’t strong-armed robbery, we got a small armory
Fuck cracks and Glocks, we shooting back at the cops
Deep undercover like we running black ops
Battle cry singing, you’re on my dick swinging
Ain’t nobody fucking with this drama I’m bringing
Some men are king and some men are peasants
So come kiss the ring, bow down to the king