Moshulu

[Verse: Zilla Rocca]
I left my limo driver at the [?]
Gun inside my bad hand and never been emotional
Except for my wedding day but this ain’t that
This is shakedown city, baby this ain’t rap
No names, no numbers, no angels singing hallelu
Stay on your toes like a ballet shoe
No Sketchers, no crime scene sketchers
Protection paid off the bad detectives
I move like a whisper through the sliding peephole
Never look back, iron eagle
The boss got a fifth grade education
So I act dumb and move smart
A fool when his money soon part
My crew threw darts, broke thumbs on pool sharks
The talent of a meat packer
Morals of a money changer, manner of an undertaker
Catch me at cigar bars fucking Garcia Vega
The beard with the motherfucking walking razor
C’mere and get your motherfucking walking papers
I do the running man before I do you a favor
Little chicken you’ve lost your coop
The world will spin without you dukes
Zilla Rocca out the Wrecking Crew
With Curly Castro on album two
Little chicken you’ve lost your coop
The world will spin without you dukes
Zilla Rocca out the Wrecking Crew
Curly Castro, album two