Intro:   Yeah you kow what time it is      A-yo Mega Montana drama is my cod of honor   Fuck a vest I wear my coat of armor   I'm a ghetto soldier throwin' hollows    In God we trust through the knowledge as follows   My Firm multiple dollars I know you wish   I was still in prision feeling sorrow   Plans for tomorrow expand convict in a condo   Ninja black Lexus yo check this I'm from the Bridge son I rep it   And shine like my gold necklas in a reflection of a sinner perfected   And manifested in the essence    Who ever test this either hard to kill or live a death wish   I bless this shit nigga you hand to hand I'm plannin' my next flick    Of Firm volume number on Flex shit   Yeah nigga be runnin' up the spot with mad shit get knocked   Go to court for razorblade in they asses son   I live the life of trifeness   Ghetto nights and razorblades slicing the wife's shit   Metal type hood fellow for life takin' mines like Tyson   My work fare with death and inditment old timers are lightin'   I started writtin' and become the trifest    Nigga in Queensbridge ended up on Rikors   Seems shit was real as steel guage    My enemies think individuals a cat witht an ill fate      Yeah son you know how we do.   My man Funkmaster Flex yo volume 2.   It's real like that y'all.