You say A B C
No it's X Y Z
 

I am right
You are wrong
They are weak
Yea we are strong

Run far away
Here you can't stay
We sell drugs
We trade guns

Bought the law
Got you beat
Enjoy violence
In the streets

Show your money
That's all we're after
Paisa is Power

U, don't care
Must disagree

Hungry kids
Bones no meat
Sisters selling
At your feet

Got no home
Got no joy
Got no future
For my Boy

Bullets flyin'
At the cops
Students dyin'
On bus stops

Torture chambers
Bring you to hell
Broken daughters
Locked in jail cells

Life is sweet
For the elite
Bitter poison
For the meek