Gold
The Genius Inspectah Deck Lyrics

A-yo shorty, yo that's my word
Listen up, this is important and I mean what I say.

Oh, y'all smelling y'all piss now y'all think y'all gold
You're getting too full of yourselves because of minor successes.

Yo anybody get caught flinging
If someone gets caught slacking, I'm dealing with them severely.

Over here, I'm returning 'em, that's my word they getting blasted
If anyone comes here with trouble, I will shoot them without hesitation.

Anything from 220 to 140, that's mine
I have complete control over this area, from the hundred-and-forties to the two twenties.

Y'all need to step the fuck off
You need to stay away and not mess with us.

Y'all niggas ain't crazy for real
You're not really as tough as you pretend to be.

The fiends ain't coming fast enough
The drug addicts aren't buying our products as quickly as we need them to.

There is no cut that's pure enough
Our drugs are never pure enough for the addicts, they always want more.

I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload
I cannot give up, I need more money, so I must replenish my supply and keep selling.

Product must be sold to you
I must keep selling drugs to you in order to make my money.

I'm deep down in the back streets, in the heart of Medina
I'm hidden away in dangerous parts of the city that are hard to navigate.

About to set off something more deep than a misdemeanor
I'm about to do something much more serious than a minor crime.

Under the subway, waiting for the train to make noise
I'm lurking in the shadows under the train tracks, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

So I can blast a nigga and his boys,for what?
I will shoot a man and his friends, but it's not clear why yet.

He pushed up on the block and made the dope sales drop
He intruded on my sales territory, causing a decline in business.

Like the crash in the Dow Jones stock
It had a significant impact, like a stock market crash.

I had a connect to cross-sales, to catch more mill's
I had a connection to sell drugs in a different area, which would make me more money.

Than ho-bitches got birth control pills
I would make more money than prostitutes selling birth control pills.

I'm in the park setting up a deal over blunt fire
I'm in the park arranging a drug deal while smoking weed.

Bum nigga sleeping on the bench, they had him wired
A homeless man was sleeping on a bench, and someone had him monitored.

Peeped my convo, the address of my condo
They overheard my conversation and found out where I live.

And how I changed a nigga name to John Doe
They also discovered that I had changed someone's name to keep them anonymous.

And while we set up camp, we got vamped
While we were preparing for the drug deal, we were attacked.

Put the stake through his heart, I ripped his fucking fangs apart
I killed one of the attackers by stabbing him through the heart and breaking his teeth.

Snake got smoked on the set like Brandon Lee
The attacker was killed quickly and efficiently, like the character Bruce Lee's son played in a movie.

Blown out the frame like Pan Am Flight 103
The attacker was killed and thrown far away, like the explosion of a bombed airplane.

He got swung on, his lungs was torn
Another attacker was hit and injured, and his lungs were damaged.

A kingpin just castled with his rook and lost a pawn
A drug lord made a strategic move in the drug world, but he lost an important player.

A regular on the block that played lookout
Someone who was a regular drug lookout on the street.

For playing predator with a Glock, he should have took out
He acted like a threatening predator with his gun, and should have been taken out.

There's no neighborhood rough enough
No neighbourhood is too dangerous for me to operate in.

There is no clip that's full enough
I always need more bullets to feel prepared and secure.

There's no cuffs that's tight enough
No handcuffs are hard enough to keep me detained for long.

There is no niggas that's fuck with us
No one is brave enough to mess with me or my crew.