[Intro/Chorus: Madame D]Light is shinin.. beauty sunshineHere
comes one-time.. the ball was so fineHeat is blazin.. the kids
were playinHis partner was shady.. tryin to slave the
babies[Ghostface Killah]Aiyyo they didn't know the cop was
crooked, he had blow out inBrooklynAll this while he let the
fiends cook itThe baseheads stirred it up, plus they got to blow
it upDropped it off in the PJ's and they bigged it upThen
one day, shit jumped off real crazyThe middle of a bathroom they
find an old ladyNo clothes, half of her tongue, ear missinThe
killer had to be mad smart, he wore mittensEven though her leg
was bittenCrackheads point the finger at Detective Slick Morris
GittinsPaleface cop who done popped the deskAnd got the chop on
his neck from when he knocked CelesteIt was a slug, drug, he
pressured everybody on the blockSome niggaz know him as the
Godson of GottiAnd his black partner, he was scared to speakHe
saw how they planted weapons on these kids in the streetHe saw
like over fifty bodies in like fifty-two weeksHe saw his
colleague pick up money before leavin his beatThey call him desk
duty, RobocopYounger dudes call him Freddy Krugs from the way he
walk on theblock[Chorus][Raekwon the Chef]Heard the disturbance
out the window, oh shit they got my sonPulled over his Tempo,
Brenda dropped the endoHad her little nephew with her yo she
didn't careThey always harassed her, until she blew the
captain with arazorHis partner turned red in his waist, Mase
done smacked herwith the walkie, yoked her then slammed her on
her faceHe bugged on her like she was drugged, plugged one in
herThe fifth relaxed her like a big thug pistol whipped herHeard
she was dusted, musta been the way they threw the cuffs onherShe
broke the shits, went and rushed the kidWavin her hands, she had
a half an axe, all in her tracksHe grabbed her by the air, she
broke his jaw it crackedMore cops arrived, they both bloodied
down by the fiveWildest niggaz just smilin cause it look
liveThey gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me
(?)Shorty was young, by three days had a great
bid[Chorus][GZA]You're just worms in the worst part of the
apple that's rottenYou squirm and you turn from the right,
still plottinAll slimy cause you stay grimy, petty crimey catYou
sometime me, don't need to remind me aboutlivin in the core,
with the scramblers in front of the storeThe bum holdin the door,
the mugging no one sawWe played ball in the alley where dope was
shot rawAnd the school they kept flawed, plus the lowest test
scoresSmall percentage determined to strengthen they
positionTransformation from critical to, stable conditionBut it
still be obstacles on niggaz that's opticalWatchin you like
salt-water sharks that's tropicalThe money was the root and
it's the instinct to make itWith they pockets and fridge
naked, many aim to take itWhether - hold up, set up, stabbin or
a wet upJust to know it was the kid next door fizzucked your
head upOnce he fell short, frequently visit the courtsAnd for
some, another way out, is music and sportsThat's why I,
keep the rhyme just as fly as a shotthat won the championship,
with just oh on the clock[Chorus] - repeat 2X
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