the beginning see we never seen the ending Running up in all the women, all the linen, all the jewels, huh We sported Pele's, gold diamonds and Pirelli's Sports cars, the good life'll give you a belly but that's cool as I, zone in the Al Capone, watch me cause the Medusa's head on Versace turned me to stone Now my poems just ain't poems, they bloody, when I recite em Bones get disconnected like the phones Now, I'm a hardened criminal with game Like the Garden, all my penpals life ...