History Roc Marciano

[Intro]
The peddling of dope is a business
And business methods (Yeah)
Are used, including (Moss)
The "free sample" to bring in the new customer
The take is [Inaudible] fantastic. (Hm)
An estimated two thousand peddlers in New York (Raw)
City alone gross at least (Straight up')
One hundred million dollars annually. (Uh)
Federal narcotics agents agree [Inaudible]
That an international dope network (Check it) exists (Ah)

[Verse 1]
Fields of kush, a strain, Barbara Bush
Lay in the cut like a rook, play it by the book
For hard looks, let 'em cook, his frame shook
Before he stood his firstborn grew a foot
Time moves slow, the mind moves quicker
Your bitches'll slide, my rhyme is a scripture
Never take shit for granted, spliffs vanish
Hit the dancers, Dorothy Dandridge, Irene Cara
On a platter, she gagged on the bladder
I smeared her mascara and flashed to Nevada
Pull out the pump, let it sneeze once
Put the ax to your back like tree trunk
Niggas had a brief run, the shit was sweet as a Capri Sun
Kid Capri, peach fuzz
Your bitch lick the pre-cum right off the D-cups
My nuts hang like ribs in a meat truck
Shots of Henny in a teacup, I'm too clean-cut
The shoulder strap come with a machine gun