Sick thoughts on my mind with no self-control   Uplift your soul and make the brothers wanna roll   Sixteen years old with heart that's gold   Yo check it check it out like this, here we go   Run around the streets cold strapped like an alley rat   But now I'm gettin much props like a fat cat   A young mack but I don't think I'm all that   I just can't sweat another brother's bozack   So what the fuck, y'all movin on up   Gonna swim in big bucks, like scrooge mcduck   And if ya don't like and you wanna step up   Then open your mouth, and suck my nuts   Melachi the nutcracker, I'm always gettin blacker   Fatter, I bust a fat rhyme to make your head shatter   I'm from the bronx, new york city   The big fuckin apple where the niggaz get busy   God bless the dead, and God rest my pops   Peace to the niggaz goin out bustin shots...