[AZ the Visualiza]   Yeah, New York Undercover baby   Whole lotta things done changed...   Yeah, there's a lot of people puttin black eyes in the game   Knahmean? Time to do this though...      Check it   I had a block locked, but took a fall now I'm off my feet   I gotta eat, so it's back to these fuckin streets   And I will grow cause I'm an old timer   I bring the drama to any nigga, his babies or his fuckin mama   I got a look like Tevin Campbell   But still I gamble, hustle and scramble   Cause money is muscles in this damn zoo   And in order to make it, you gotta take it   Be the boom blast booze bend or break it but don't fake it   That's why there's no guilt for these trife niggas bloods I spilt   Took what they built, flippin they drug game on tilt   Cause in New York, dealin drugs is a sport   You either sell it, smoke it, shoot up or snort   Either way you're caught   And since I'm in it, now I'm in it to win it; sky's is the limit   No more being some motherfucker's lieutenant   Shit, from this point that's how I feel, I wanna fly   Yeah, it's either doe or die      Chorus: (Repeat 2X)      It's like a jungle sometimes   It's like a jungle sometimes   It's like a jungle sometimes, the weed smoke makes me wonder   How I keep from going under      [AZ the Visualiza]   And all hoods I hang with mix slang in they language   Love, kickin that gang shit, sellin on the same strip   Hustlin hard, no matter how much we hated   So dedicated, even our dreams are drug related   Shit, puff bananas, not even the cops can stand us   Cause of the way we vanish, everytime they come to can us   25 we get the money live - fuck all that funny jive   The streets is our only source to survive   And before any teeny-boppers think about tryin to stop us   I rather put your head, through the propellers of a helicopter   Cause all my peeps be playin for keeps   Straight out the litter, so bitter   these bandits don't even need sweets   Bringin the ruckus, like some mad motherfuckers   Move at night like truckers   When suckers see us, they duck us   Shit, only the real can relate to things a hungry man'll, try   It's either doe or die      Chorus      [AZ the Visualiza]   And ever since I was a tarface baby, watchin Scarface   I dreamed of guns and tons of coke on a car chase   A fat connect with a kingpin Colombian   Plus props from crooked cops, payin him tops not to run me in   Keepin my toaster in a shoulder holster   Havin hoes playin me closer, sexin on a silk sofa   Livin the life of the rich and trife   Rugged but sharp like a kitchen knife   Without stress from some bitchin wife   What a life, that's why I be on what I be on   Always ready to war for a score that's sure to put me on   And until then, I won't seal in what I'm feelin   It was inside that I cried, but now its spillin   I'm goin all out, until I fallout; so much of a menace   when I finish milkin New York I'll have to fall out   On the run, cause I know feds'll try to knock me   and railroad my soul to a hellhole if they got me   But not me, I'm goin out fightin until I fry   From hot lead no lie, like I said it's either doe or die      Chorus      [AZ the Visualiza]   Visualizin the realism of life and actuality   Fuck who's the baddest   A person's status depends on salary      Chorus      [AZ the Visualiza]   If not why not   Either you're in it, or your in the way Baby Pah   New yields, no quills   I want it all..      Chorus (repeat until fade)