Rise of the Black Suits
Ghostface Killah Lyrics

Young aggressor, born into the life of crime
I was born and raised in a violent environment and crime was all I knew.

I would walk down the streets strapped with two nines
I carried two guns with me wherever I went for protection and to assert my power.

Bitch smacking, jacking niggas, G dub stacking figures
I would physically assault and rob people to increase my income and reputation among my peers.

Police drive by, I was click clacking triggers
I was not afraid of the police and even engaged in shooting at them if they got in the way of my criminal activities.

Jay De Lucas put me with the fam to grow
Jay De Lucas introduced me to a crime family so I could become a member and gain more power.

I was a boss amongst white boys rocking the flow
As a person of color, I stood out among my white crime family members but was still respected and in a position of leadership.

I had hoes, bankrolls and minks by the dozen
I had access to a lot of money, women and luxurious things due to my criminal enterprises.

My rise to power was quick, they just wasn't
I gained a lot of influence and got rich quickly, much to the surprise of others who underestimated me.

Trying to make me a made man, they fucked up the game plan
The crime family tried to involve me more formally in their organization, but I rejected their offer and instead formed my own group.

I blacked out on them and started my own clan
I became angry and took action by creating my own crime family instead of working under someone else's command.

Black Gambino, black suits, black Syndicate
I named my new group after famous organized crime families but added my own twist to it.

My crime fam was tight, every move was intricate
My new crime family was highly organized and we planned everything down to the smallest detail.

The coke was brought in from by bad Colombian mules
We smuggled in cocaine from Colombia using unreliable couriers which made the operation more dangerous and risky.

Gorgeous women that I draped down in jewels
I used my wealth to attract beautiful women and flaunted it with expensive jewelry.

Streets fight started, mafia wars in Italy
There were conflicts with other organized crime families, including those in Italy which led to violent confrontations.

Crime fam against fam and no one could do diddly
The fighting between crime families often ended in a stalemate or at a standstill with no clear winner.

Do the dirty work, bring in the coke by the boatloads
I was willing to do whatever it takes to smuggle in large amounts of cocaine and make a lot of money from it.

Go against the grain, nigga, I feed nose holes
I went against the norms of society and did what was considered illegal in order to supply drugs to users.

Follow no family rules, rules are for fools
I didn't adhere to the strict guidelines set by my crime family and believed that rules were unnecessary and for those who lacked true power.

Chase the paper cause it's the cash that rules
Money was the most important thing to me and I believed it had the power to control and dictate every other aspect of life.

Fuck the law of fam, it's the law of the land
I didn't care about the rules of my crime family because I believed in following the law of the land and doing what was necessary to make money.

You don't like how I move then try to force my hand
If anyone tried to prevent me from doing what I wanted, I would react with force and violence.

I'm moving keys, them DeLucas couldn't touch my pianos
I was smuggling in large amounts of cocaine and even the DeLucas, who had introduced me to the crime family world, couldn't compete with me in this area.

Putting pressure on them Gambinis and Verrazanos
I was competing with other high-ranking crime families, putting pressure on them to match my level of wealth and power.

They love my money, they hate to see a nigga getting it
Others were envious of my wealth but also depended on it and respected me for making so much money.

Selling drugs is taboo, but I ain't fucking sweating it
I was aware that selling drugs is frowned upon in society, but I didn't care because I was making so much money from it.

The dirt gotta get done so I took my position
I believed that crime was necessary in order for me to gain power and respect, so I embraced it fully.

One day I'm just Black Tone with a lot of ambition
At one point, I was just an ordinary person with big dreams and desires to make something of myself.

Next I got status, dinners with all courses
I quickly rose in power to a position of status, and was even invited to fancy dinners with multiple courses.

Flights in and out of the country, they getting nauseous
I was traveling frequently to carry out my criminal activities, and others were getting sick of how ruthless and powerful I had become.

Money, power, respect; rise of the black suits
I had gained enormous wealth, power and respect among my peers, and this was reflected in the black suits we all wore as a symbol of our status.

Talk shit behind my back, but to my face salute
Some people talked badly about me when I wasn't around, but to my face they showed deference and respect.

Hugs and handshakes, they can't stop my reign
Even though some people didn't like me, they acknowledged my position of power and showed appreciation for my accomplishments.

Got the coconut, pilots bringing shit on their plane
I had even more power and influence by smuggling drugs into planes and controlling the distribution of those drugs.

It's a shame, they ain't have the balls to make moves
Other people were jealous of my success but didn't have the courage to take the risks necessary to become powerful themselves.

They pussies, couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
I felt superior to those who couldn't compete with me, and believed they didn't have what it takes to survive in my world.