your brand new patten-leather penny loafers You fuck! I'm 2dope I got sick ass sewer sludge stuck in my throat And I live in a big pipe on Sog Island
ladies and gentlemen We've just completed the first lap [Street Life] Blood kin, knowledge, knowledge, I build with rap scholars Guns and wallets, prowess, Staten Island
: They say that no man is an island And good things come to those who wait But the things I hear are there Just to remind me Every dog will have his
beef now, my heat shall annoint them, plaow [Interlude] Never to worry All the wrong doers got it coming back to 'em a thousand times over Every dog
in the cut With my main shit stain, Ray-Ray Gutter Butt And we holdin' it down for the whole Staten Island, man Nothin' else but Staten Island, man Ya
THAT I stab my own moms in the back for a stack Niggaz like, "Damn, why you want it like that?" (Why is that?) Cause I'm a dog, and I got no love for
his Air Force One's, come on [Chorus: Saukrates (E3)] Niggaz never seen it this raw (but nothing's gonna hold me back) Keep the heat up by the big dog
World) I'm a BK nigga (Fuck BK) I'm a BX nigga (Fuck BX) I'm a QB nigga (Fuck QB) I'm a Long Island nigga (Fuck Long Island) I'm a Jersey nigga (Fuck
Intro: Solomon Childs] Yeah, uh-huh, okay I'm tired, I'm out here strugglin', ma These crooked ass police, these crooked ass bitches (Staten Island) (
guns, hut one, hut two Staten Island, A.T.L., what ya'll wanna do? [Chorus] [Outro: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, what up, Staten Island, stand up That's
dis aids and disease com from? Chorus Verse 2: Den yuh got some fuh-funky guy Weh a try imitate ooman, Dem dey fassy deh wih nuh waant dem up ina wih island
another till dropped 250 on the grill spent the same on the watch Them hoes see us winnin' so you know they gon' flock I bought another island wit' them
My Nigga (Believe That) To Be The Boss That I Be Nigga And Smoke Weed Everyday Of The Week Nigga On Stunna Island Nigga Fuckin With Them G Niggaz We Gettin
out of my jeans You hop the fence, so we can get away clean We hit the dirt, this rottweiler snarlin and smilin He ripped my pantleg off, a bunch of dookies went flyin I had to blast, dog
to you (We love you Natalie!) I wanna fuck you too! (P!) It's for Portman! (Hey!) It's for pussies! I'll kill your fucking dog for fun, so don't push
-five My styles go up in your raw dog little boy, you get fucked, like pedophiles When it's all said and done I'ma retire to an island in the Caymans
them niggaz out in Queens get smoked a lot Yo, yo yo I smoke your buddha to the last drop like I was Maxwell If blunts came in degrees, call me a blackbelt I'm worldwide chinky, ? dog
'll be us Yo, throw me in Sin City, leave me with the vultures and bats Then give me two weeks to bubble like Kim titties Dirt Dog, we miss you, now it