Mafioso

[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
Capture the immage of a self made gangsta
Now say it to yourself, "I'm a self made gangsta now"
You a hoodlum cause you got you a scar face
Blood in and Blood out, between a rock and a hard place
So you makin colors, cause you living in New Jack City
The king of New York, and it ain't free
Started running with the [?]
Grab you out the dark, cause you never saw
Real niggas get down, except for on DBT
You go to jail, and get American meat
What's done to you is done to you
Real niggas [?] bitch [?]
So before you decide you's a gangsta
You better be thankfull you ain't a gangsta
Cause these niggas will bank ya, wanksta
Rob you point blank, then hang ya
Leave your bitch ass upside down, dangling
You not a gangsta

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko and Skatterman]
You are not a gangsta
You are not mafioso
You are not mafioso, nigga
You are not a gangsta
You are not mafioso
You are not mafioso, nigga
You are not a gangsta
You are not mafioso
You are not mafioso, nigga

[Verse 2: Greed]
You ain't John Gotti, Lucky Luchani or [?]
Piss off, all you rappers that clame mob
You are not no gangsta
Nigga please, your life is lived through a show on TV
So stop with the stories, and stop with the fables
Your life is entertainment, on Comcast cable
But now you're in the real world, making what you see
Living is what you see, you don't live it as much as me
You know I speak the truth, and I ain't giving it up for free
So much games, you niggas should give up the fee
Well fuck that, you niggas ain't manly enough for me
You a pansy and punk to me, now the rest of the world will see that

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko and Skatterman]
You are not a gangsta
You are not mafioso
You are not mafioso, nigga
You are not a gangsta
You are not mafioso
You are not mafioso, nigga
You are not a gangsta
You are not mafioso
You are not mafioso, nigga

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I heard niggas was speaking about me
Because they ain't peaking without me
A bitch got shit skeeting about me
Niggas ain't got no reason to doubt me
This ammo, over the piano
Talking about niggas who play Sapranos
You black Feticheani eating motherfucker
Got chickens, but you really want Zeety, motherfucker
Niggas play chef, and niggas play goty
But the niggas get bad, when they eat that Ravioli
Or Rigatoni, Manicati, whoever the fuck they play, it's not they hobby
You think they love to get boddied
The Godfather, the mob not, so why bother?
The braud collar, taking the whole squad to Garaba's
You niggas play De-nearos, some motherfuckin act shit
Playing italian when you black, that's some wack shit
You niggas soft, like in God you trust
You motherfuckers don't be trying to play us
Cause we bust, you ain't no gangsta

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko and Skatterman]
You are not a gangsta
You are not mafioso
You are not mafioso, nigga
You are not a gangsta
You are not mafioso
You are not mafioso, nigga
You are not a gangsta
You are not mafioso
You are not mafioso, nigga