Mobster’s Anthem Twista (Ft. Speedknot Mobstaz)

Yeah we gonna do it like this
Mobsters reign, we hope you feel this
Speedknot Mobsters
Verse 1:

My click been strugglin' half a lifetime tryin' to get our shit on
Got no G's to sit on, even sold niggas sacks and packs to get on
But let me take you to a place where these niggas learn to better pain and stress
Look a murderer in the face, comin' up where the wild and deranged get blessed ...

1, 2, 3, and to the 44
The good, the bad, and the ugly stickin' you, fleein' through the front door
And we gotta do one more, even though debo watchin me like the lottery
We can still fulfill this West Side odyssey mobster prophecy

Well, mobbin', what can be better than weed, drinks, bitches and loot?
Jackin' off 20 G's cuz you got more money to scoop
Liff's a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers
Constantly eyed by neighbors who do the Feds favors
It ain't no major, though, whether slangin' yay or blow;
As long as its payin' me, folk, my occupation criminal
Pullin' up on hoes as the weed smoke blows
The essence of a mobster's presence is the reason she chose
As the Regency rolls, on zeros, the pearl white Olds-
Mobile, shit, I'ma ride high til I die or get killed
Smoke like fields, forever dodgin' blue shields
With blue steel — I got foolproof escape skills
When paper chasin', leavin trails of shell casin's
Adjacent to the part of your body Where the blood's wastin'
A life taken ... Chicago ain't a city, its a Nation
And Solid's my foundation within the mobster organization