Druglord Superstar Lyrics - Mc Lyte

Got a new gig, here you come again kid 

Fresh out the dog, done did your bid 

But you can't stay here no more 

Not in this crib 

Not with the foul way that you used to live 

I remember you would take long trips on the first of the month 

Not giving a fuck about what I want 

Break, uh! Breathe Lyte! Breathe! 

The day that you left I spent mad dough trying to get shit fixed 

'Cause of your fucking death wish 

Broken glass everywhere, 

'Cause a motherfucka' like you just didn't care 

Got my shit shot up, 

Had to buy a new body for my Benz, 

'Cause of your wild ass friends 

Years ago when you started on the scene, 

Back and forth smuggling shit from Caribbean 

It was you and your boy Dunn, making them suicide runs 

But it was all in fun till Dunn tried to run with half of your cut 

Now your boss is looking at you saying "What the fuck is up?" 

What's up? But you say, "Fuck him" 

You could start your own ring and things 

Besides you get a lot of peeps to swing 

Now you got eight men working 7 days a week 

2 be the runners, 5 on the street 

1 be the side kick,, the right hand, 

You know the one that ride shotgun thinking he the man 

They'd kill to be where you are, oh yeah! 

The drug lord superstar 

You got a new crib, new truck, new car 

Trying to fit in, 

Throwing parties for them big type rap stars 

But on the other side of town, 

Shit is getting hot, 

Your man got shot 

And they blew up your tree spot, 

On 125th and St. Nick, 

Shit is getting thick 

Your boy got caught in St. Martin with a brick, 

Now he's exile 

You down to 6 motherfuckas 

And three of them motherfuckas is nothing but suckas 

I got feds at my door want to know do I know a black 

Now I ain't never called ya no shit like that, I'm fed up 

I can't take it no more, 

You see I'm blazing at the next nigga knocking at my door 

I heard you're on the run now, 

D is in the penile 

Ratted your ass out and gave that what, 

When and how 

They'd all kill to be where you are, 

The druglord superstar 

They found a boy in the sand, 

It was Poppi your man 

With his eyes dug out and you must 

Be soft 

Heard they shot up your car 

And ransacked your loft, now you need a get away 

A place to hide, 

'cause your man done snitched on the inside 

You was on the run like a slave aback in the days, 

You must have been nodding when 

They said 

"Crime don't pay" 

I got a new gig, here you come again kid, 

Fresh out the dog 

Done did your bid but you can't stay here no more, 

Not in this crib 

Not with the foul way that you choose to live 

Motherfucker, you know what 

Just, just take your shit all right! Just take it! 

Cause I'm sick of this shit, 

I can't take it no more 

Just take it, 

I don't know who the fuck you think you are 

Thinking you could just come back here 

And try to enter my life, like I need you 

I don't 

I'm through with you motherfucker 

Just get out! 

You put me through too much heartache 

Too much shit 

I had to go through, 

I can't do it no more