[Intro: DJ Scratches x4]
Kane Soze, you know your pain is what you owe me
[Verse 1]
No Face, Cold Case
Kane Soze mothaf*cka you know that I sold weight
I flow hate, bring out the automatics
Kill all of the mothaf*ckas that get caught in traffic
Friendly neighborhood drug dealer, no morality
Twelve year old overdose, get off on technicalities
No confession out of me, I get off Scot free
But when I go out pushing I look out for the cop beams
Like f*ck the SWAT teams, no one getting to me
I'm rewriting this script like it's my own personal movie
I feel like I'm Atlas, carry the earth up on my shoulder
I get no gratitude, everything is getting colder
Everyone reaping the profits, but I'm just getting older
No getting sober, I drink til' I forget my sorrows
It ain't worth living unless it's worth living tomorrow
Take out loose ends, walk up to your car door
Moe Green style, disappear, vacationing in Cairo
[Hook]
Ya'll don't hear me, you know I want the money right? Uh
Kane Soze No Face killer I see the money right? Uh
[Verse 2]
I'm the devil in Giorgio Armani
Selling you're soul to me is what you're deciding
I hook you up with the product which'll hook you up to the IV
f*ck a record label, infinitely more worse than Iovine
They say drugs is bad, what's the harm
I'm making profits of all the needles you stick into your arm
I like to make money off of the most needy
Survival of the fittest, you'll only thrive if you're the most greedy
These hoes need me, I'm as cold as Iceberg Slim
Anyone else know that if they get in my turf, that I hurt pimps
But if a b*tch get pregnant, you know that I'm steppin' in
f*ck a weapon, I'll bring the coat hanger and kill it with a (Blank Face!)
I'll shoot you're entire family
And when I plead insanity, I'll be staring at the judge with the (Blank Face!)
I'll spit onto your f*cking corpse
And catch so many f*cking bodies it'll overpopulate the morgue
I'll sell a twelve year old crack and when I hit him in the back with the gat, I'm staring at his body with the (Blank Face!)