Save The Children lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Swizz Beatz)

I been a rider since my stroller years

I stay with 4 drums, 2 guns, and the ones that's in both my ears

You talkin' money, then I'm open ears

My price for coke is fair, it's white like the outfit the Pope will wear

I place a order, it'll get chauffeured here

My plugs send a lot of weight of white up north, like a polar bear

I wear the dopest gear, my jewelry is ultra clear

You know I wear Sub-Zero, ayo it's cold in here

Yo, I ain't gotta go over there to torture 'em

That thing sting more than a Scorpion, "Get over here"

I'm on with metal like jacks, this black toaster here bang some

But like Shang Tsung, it'll take a soul in here

Ayo, I need some new gold to wear

So don't be shocked when I'm raidin' your spot Akh, you supposed to share

Yo, don't try to play no role in here 'cause I'll unload in here

My forearm strong, like Goro was here

You tryna make sure the coast is clear

My shooters clear it out and make sure they ghosts before them folks appear

I'm in the Ghost knockin' ghosts in here

SP, the SD so loud it could hurt a smoker ears

I'm so prepared, I'm packin', I take it out the box

And then fire the SIG (cig) if I gotta smoke a square

I be thinkin' some evil thoughts sometime

I'll squeeze and poke you more times than squeeze huggin' a porcupine

BARS

I come from where some niggas get chicken, some niggas starvin'

So when I come to visit, pullin' up in the foreign

They be mad like, "Dag, I'm 'bout to start spittin' bars then"

They play with' Rockets, got big beards, and get that Harden

I carry choppers in the same case you put a guitar in

'Cause I got bands but not the kind that you play the guitar in

This chick drop dead, gorgeous in the Drophead

My fans into crack rock heads is how I got bread

Anyone could get shot dead blockhead

I never been knocked out or shot so I'm not scared (facts)

Yeah, I buy cars just to buy the shit

I stay on the road, I barely even get to drive the shit

Got so many clothes, never get a chance to wear the shit

If you ain't talkin' money, I ain't tryna hear the shit

I got a watch they won't allow me in the movie theaters with'

A chain that give me back pain every time I wear the shit

I bought a coupe before I put the dough on the crib

I wasn't homeless but ain't have a roof over my head

It's over, you dead, I'll do you greasy

My bars wavy, it's a doobie, that went over ya head

Somebody dial a medic, my flow sick, whole style infected

Been cocky since a fuckin' kid but wasn't child molested

I'm wild connected, the ratchet have you pushin' up daisies

Your casket had the flowers doin' calisthenics

I made mistakes but not apologetic

Brace yourselves, I doubt this metal in ya mouth leave ya smile corrected

If you wanna get violent whenever

I'll shoot and make you do the Mannequin Challenge forever

I'm so smart, hothead with' a cold heart

You scared to look in the bul's eyes (bullseyes), stop tryna throw darts

Nigga

Hahhh, chicka chicka, ahh (God...)

(Bars) The Crook & The Thief

Yeah, I remember when Cassidy was battlin' everybody...

He beat everybody (Goddamn)

Yeah, the game was under... the game was under severe pressure

(Apply Pressure)

(Philly stand up) Like blood pressure, my blood pressure is buildin'

Yeah, I'm a Hustla too (Ask about me)

I'm cookin' in the kitchen but my kid in the living room too (Whooh)

Yeah, The Crook & The Thief, The Crook & The Thief

Yeah, chllin' in the jungle all you see is the lion's teeth...

(Ughh) (Philly stand up)

Or blood on the paws or would I say blood on the leaf

Yeah, I made it to success, some haters they just disbelieve! (Can't believe it, can't believe it)

The Crook & The Thief