“ You know reality bites, it's chess, not checkers
Those empty threats only sound good on your records
If the patois is not followed by a Blocka
It's like Marked for Death Screwface, without the choppa
Let 'em rush the stage when you made like Sinatra
Only to hide the blade flyin' back through LaGuardia
I might even buy a home out in Mississauga
On my walls, have scrawls of Tschabalala's
Many dolls, that're sprawled, they my Ill Nanas
Make a call, she gon' crawl, bad gyal Patra
I'm involved and absolved, I am Godfather, hush”

Those empty threats only sound good on your records
If the patois is not followed by a Blocka
It's like Marked for Death Screwface, without the choppa
Let 'em rush the stage when you made like Sinatra
Only to hide the blade flyin' back through LaGuardia
I might even buy a home out in Mississauga
On my walls, have scrawls of Tschabalala's
Many dolls, that're sprawled, they my Ill Nanas
Make a call, she gon' crawl, bad gyal Patra
I'm involved and absolved, I am Godfather, hush”

