RAP:
Money is power, sling crack, weed and powder
Fiends come through every hour
S'all about that dollar and we nah no deal with cowards
Weak lambs get devoured by the lion
In the concrete jungle, the strong stand and rumble
The weak fold and crumble, it's the land of trouble
Brooklyn, home of the greatest rappers
Big comes first, then the Queen comes after...
Now put ya lighters up...