King Frank May - Made Man

I said fuck it, took my shot and take the mountain top
Brought in connects and turned my set into a mountain block
America's finest, shining, minus the diamonds
Took the model for criming and waited for perfect timing
Applied it, to what we plotted; inter-cities we dotted
Traded hate to embrace, it made us stronger than cotton
I broke bread with rollers, set the stipend for soldiers
Every woman was good, just for being our shoulders
All I needed from the start, my first sale at the park
An affirmation for chasing a couple billi' in the dark
The murky waters, the sharks; the disloyal the marques
The staring back through a barrel; the faith it took and the heart
This is the Carter, of Hannibal Barca, the Moorish Berber
At your gate with drunken tusks, flank ya' city after dusk
Yea, get the tape, open the hutch
Get the body out the trunk, his blood leaving a smutch

Uh, a made man, the Islamic mob
Frankie Capo, the Caliph; the autotomic jobs
Payback for perjury, told me you gave your word to me
I gotta' take you out, plus who you referred to me
That's how they taught me negus, that's the first degree
That means it's costly negus, when you work for me
I mean my story is, most beauty and goriest
It seems the racket made atoned men notorious king-pins
Up front at prize fights with the sheepskin
They tucking chains at me, I'm in love with the cheap wins
Check for everything he wears when he cross the thresh
We the hansza (Khms) families, of a Marrakesh, in the farthest West
My true power is dormant, that's why we flipped the informants
The shit we built is enormous, uh,
You could be falling on the uprising of Audubon
Ad hoc on every block, you know what time we on

I sent some models to scope the market for placement
Scaled the target for margin, the cost to bargain effacement
The best partner in business is the arrangement
With the woman who would choose to put money before engagement
Uh, she wants in the ring, negus fuck a ring
A nail shop on the block, just a corner sink
She never skim from the top, I got her something slight
Picked up the Aston Martin, you know the black and white
Miguel Fraga said I remind him of Castro
That's a Cuban link, correspondence with Nationals
Poor responding irrationals, I've been given no avenues
You've been putting off haven't you
I've been footing on after you
Look, we don't bargain we leverage what you indebted
Beheaded for using credit that you should never be ledgered, I get it
You ain't got a dime, you just need some time
Oh some pussy lead you blind, you need peace of mind

Written by:
Tauren Robinson El Bey

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