(Capone) We put too much work in Seen too many cold days, too many nights servin It's been tried, we will survive CNN rise, keep street ties We got a hundred niggaz strong A hundred niggaz armed to kill you right or wrong You can't murder what's dead We walk the pavement with, one in the head (Capone) Now what I stands for I rise for, my man's who I die for Blows frontline in the war, despise law I'm built to be guilty, filthy, dirty, rich Niggaz wanna kill me 'fore I'm thirty-six Stop my lifeline, I'm tryin to hundred thousand dollar car and ice mine Predicate felon, lifetime Consecutive cases, no respect for racists, haters hate this Hope to trade places, and piss where my grave is I lay this down, I blaze this pound I'ma say this now Fuck around and I'ma chastise You ain't that wise, I'm out to capitalize My cap size is nine milli, leave you slumpin back in your ride My hood sit on bloody acres, parallel to my maker I squeeze vertical a fiend I'm servin you What dirt'll do to virginal niggaz, is get 'em kilt Filled with hot lead, but not by the feds, who wanna see me dead? (Chorus: Capone)