Still In Black

I'm still in black

Keeping all the puerto rican

I am nigger blood

With my black hood

With my shoe made of lizard

And you find it too hard?

I always stay here on guard

And he asks: nigga please

And i say, boss fuck me

Who told you to try to kill me

I know a guy who is at night, dawn

Still in black,still in black

Who's in charge here?

Who is the owner here?

Who sings the rap?

And who will want to slap?

Who enjoys multiple tapes and the falls

He likes to live, and travel

Nsync know my brother my nigga slevol

Always on the stretch, hair brush

I'm not in my ultimate rush

Mounted on a brand new blue nine hundred

Deny that there have more than one hundred

Expensive watch of course, hot brand

And i've got more than five in my hand

Relax the mind, if you do not stress

Watch out if you not the slash

Orica is all bum when i get

Because i have a mansion with no right nor left

Those model resting during the day, y'know

Has its own criteria, has his law

That hip has been set up that i know

Motel or at home in, oh let's in your

Snapper in the drive-in h.o. or the moonlight

At home will have party tonight

Still in black,still in black

Who's in charge here?

Who is the owner here?

Who sings the rap?

And who will want to slap?

I arrive at the parade with my thirty-eight

To take off their guts and rip off your fat

I have problems with drugs and rich

So what? you do not care about his bitch

I who command that shit

This is my singing rap

No nail, no baby slap

You leave the room without right or left