fukk the myths, but science in numbers is how I live
If we ain't getting mathematics something got to give
Broke all your fukking life with nowhere to live
There's no way to live, resort to Plan B
Start to sticking, strong arm robbery and ice picking
It's sneak vicking, it's cold outside
I think it's past time for me to grab the clapper and take mines
You follow what I'm saying it's like leading the blind
Trying to voice a clear picture of this life of crime
You slow learners'll understand in due time
Up the ladder of success with Tecs we trying to eat
And put that fly shyt on my back
And bless my feet with some new and improved, spectate or make a move
Hesitate or regulate it's on you
Houdini P, the gawd
