Lyrics:

skulls and cross bones and death bandanas
A liquor store on every corner in atlanta
cops ridin round tossin niggas in the slamer
tell me whats wrong i can really use some answers
now a days everybody wants to be a rapper
about 2 years ago everybody was a trapper
obviously money is what everybody is after cause slavery aint changed its a modern day disaster
now these are my words from me to you
everything you do from your shades to shoes from your chain to your coupe came from your