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Ghostface Killah, Apollo Brown - Rise of the Black Suits

Rise of the Black Suits
Ghostface Killah, Apollo Brown
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[Verse 1:]
Young aggressor, born into the life of crime,
I would walk down the streets strapped with two nines,
Bitch-smackin', jackin' niggas, G-dub stackin' figures,
Police drive-by, I was click-clackin' triggers.
Jay DeLucas put me with the fam to grow,
I was a boss amongst white boys rockin' the 'fro,
I had hoes, bankrolls and minks by the dozen,
My rise to power was quick, they just wasn't
Tryna make me a made-man, they fucked up the game plan,
I blacked out on them and started my own clan,
Black Gambino, black suits, black syndicate,
My crime fam was tight, every move was intricate.
The coke was brought in from bad Colombian mules,
Gorgeous women that I draped down in jewels,
Streets fight started, mafia wars in Italy,
Crime fam against fam, and no one could do diddly.

[Chorus:]
Do the dirty work, bring in the coke by the boatloads,
Go against the grain, nigga, I feed nose holes,
Follow no family rules, rules are for fools,
Chase the paper ‘cause it's the cash that rules.

[Verse 2]
Fuck the law of fam, it's the law of land,
You don't like how I move, then try to force my hand.
I'm movin' keys, them DeLucas couldn't touch my pianos,
Puttin' pressure on them Gambinis and Verrazanos.
They love my money, they hate to see a nigga gettin' it,
Sellin' drugs is taboo, but I ain't fuckin' sweatin' it.
The dirt gotta get done, so I took my position,
One day I'm just black Tone with a lot of ambition,
Next I got status, dinners with all courses,
Flights in and out of the country, they gettin' nauseous.
Money, power, respect; rise of the black suits,
Talk shit behind my back, but to my face salute,
Hugs and handshakes, they can't stop my reign,
Got the coconut, pilots bringin' shit on their plane.
It's a shame, they ain't have the balls to make moves,
They pussies, couldn't walk a mile in my shoes.

[Chorus:]
Do the dirty work, bring in the coke by the boatloads,
Go against the grain, nigga, I feed nose holes,
Follow no family rules, rules are for fools,
Chase the paper ‘cause it's the cash that rules.

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