Can't buy you cadillac a diamond ring there's no
dough in the ghetto a nine to nine got a barmy
life and i broke all thw windows we are the
isolated ones we're gonna run run run get my
loaded gun bel air mannequin's too good for me it
walked by as if i was a bum kicking my can across
the dirty street to my mansion at the dump we're
your minority in the city financial district we
ain't blessed i just seen a suit jump off a
building i guess the stocks in the market crashed
the solid waste here bulks in plenty of theives
and plenty of greed nothing to eat but a can of
beans and i'm stuck with l.s.e. projects road
rage car jacks looting shoulders of the world a
no life gangfight parasite shooting shoulders of
the world