Knicks
Freddie Gibbs & Madlib feat. Action Bronson Joey Bada$$ & Ransom Lyrics

Uh, chillin' in the 6
I am relaxing in Toronto

Smokin' the Cali, ice bucket challenge on my wrist
I am smoking weed from California and wearing a bracelet that resembles the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge

Young and black in the US, it's a challenge to exist
Being a young black man in America is difficult

Stove a thousand degrees, I'm a graduate to a brick
I have moved up from selling small amounts of drugs to selling bricks of it

Got me gradually gettin' chips
I am making money slowly

All my smokers grabbin' a sack of that poison
All of my drug customers are buying a bag of drugs

If you can push it, I'll give you points from the back
If you can sell drugs for me, I will give you a cut of the profits

As he had it loaded and wrapped, and they call him, I'm comin' back
Once the drug dealer has the drugs packaged and ready, he will call the customer to come back

Took a loss but on the next one I'll make it back on the tax, nigga
I lost money on my last drug deal, but I will make it back on the next one and not worry about paying taxes on my income

Elementary mathematics, nigga can you add?
Do you have basic math skills to understand drug dealing?

Multiply, divide it and go re-up for at least a half
Buy more drugs with the profit and reinvest it into the drug business

Smokers get the [?], man where the reefers at?
Where are the marijuana smokers at?

Standin' at my window with my full clip
I am standing at my window with a loaded gun

Malcolm told us we've been bamboozled and hoodwinked
Malcolm X said that African Americans have been tricked and cheated in this country

Another Darren Wilson get a badge every week
Police officers like Darren Wilson are getting hired too often

R.I.P. to Michael Brown and mothafuck the police, bitch
Michael Brown died unfairly and I have no respect for the police

I guess I got it sellin' nickel bags
I make money selling small bags of drugs

Same night Chris Childs punched Kobe
After Chris Childs punched Kobe Bryant, I had a bad night too

It was a Sunday, I had the Hyundai
It was a Sunday and I had a Hyundai car

Then I crashed it, leather jacket like Slash did
I crashed my car while wearing a leather jacket like Slash from Guns N' Roses

Face melted off the acid
I was taking drugs and had hallucinations

I bought 40 dimes of the yia-yia
I bought 40 bags of drugs

Downtown Brown, Julie Brown know the hoochies wanna do me now
People in the downtown area know that I am a drug dealer and women are now interested in me

Don Bronson, in all white like Don Johnson
Don Bronson is dressed in all white, similar to Don Johnson from Miami Vice

You ever had to take a shit while you're trippin'?
Have you ever been on drugs and needed to use the bathroom?

I'm not the one for all the small talk
I am not interested in small talk

I'm like Christopher Lloyd, Big Noyd
I am like Christopher Lloyd and Big Noyd, both are known for their roles as criminals in film and rap, respectively

Big coins, rosemary on the strip loin
I am making a lot of money and enjoying good food

Mike Tyson doin' endos on a Haro
Mike Tyson is riding his Haro BMX bike

Queens Center mall by the Sbarro
I am at the Queens Center mall near the Sbarro restaurant

I'm in the Carmelo with 12 nicks, the L's lit
I am in a Cadillac escalade with 12 dime bags of drugs and a lit blunt

I'm close to them niggas that do their bid and don't tell shit
I am friends with people who serve time in prison and don't reveal any information to the police

Or far-fetch, them niggas be doin' the long stretch
Or it's possible that they are serving a very long prison sentence

It's not that we're heartless, we're just usin' our heart less
We are not emotionless, but we suppress our emotions to survive in the drug world

You know stress cause niggas to forfeit
Stress can cause people to give up and quit

When I cut it, all my nicks'll be softer than Charles Smith
After cutting drugs, they will be weaker than former basketball player Charles Smith's legs when he played for the Knicks

Lost grips of a nigga that hustled on dark strips
I have lost track of an associate who used to sell drugs on dangerous streets

And street corners, so many police want us
There are many police officers who target us on the street corners where we sell drugs

Lookin' to feast on us
They are eager to arrest us and put us in jail

Remember older niggas and bitches would sleep on us
Older people would not take us young drug dealers seriously

Suckin' their teeth on us
They would show disapproval by sucking their teeth in irritation at us

I touch down, celebrate like Vic Cruz
When I arrive at a location, I celebrate like Victor Cruz, a former professional football player

Spike Lee, got a front row seat to watch nicks move
Spike Lee, a famous director, is watching the drug transactions from a seat in the front row

Got no class like a nigga that skipped school
I have no class and am uneducated, like a person who skips school

Fix your face 'fore I play the mechanic and grip tools
If you don't fix your facial expression, I will use my weapons to hurt you

The block gleam every time that a cop scream
The street lights reflect off of the drug bags every time a police siren is heard

On the corner sellin' nicks that's giant like Hakeem, peace
I am selling large bags of drugs on the corner that look big like Hakeem Olajuwon's hands and then end with a farewell greeting