Lyrics:

Scabies and gentleman
From all the way in the back of the foodstamp line
And straight outta motherfuckin' lo-cash
That crackrocksteady beat drums on
So raise your motherfuckin' pipes in the air
For the good, the bad & the leftover crack
Ya got yer midnight dragon yer dope and yer dust
Yer skin rots away & yer mind & soul rust
Yer solutions all splinter, but the pain is ok
'Cuz yer brain is all numb as yer body decays
I feel that long black cloud, it's coming down
9th & C
Everything i do in life slowly takes it's toll
The bad decisions that i make seem out of my control
And growing up in NYC it never was much fun
Ther fumes are like a pack a day & buildings block the sun
Fuck the sun that cloud is coming down
9th & C
You never were much fun to me
You stab & tell me not to bleed
You evict the youth right out of me