Ghostface Killah, Adrian Younge - Rise of the Black Suits lyrics

Young aggressor, born into the life of crime
I would walk down the street
Strapped with two nines
Bitch smacking, jacking niggas
G dub stacking figures police drive by
I was click-clacking triggers
Jay De Lucas put me with the fam to grow
I was a boss amongst white
Boys rocking 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 suit's
The 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

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

Fuck the law of the fam
It's the law of the land
You don't like how I move then
Try to force my hand i'm moving keys
Them DeLucas couldn't touch my pianos
Putting pressure on them
Gambinis and Verrazanos they love my money
They hate to see a nigga getting it
Selling drugs is taboo
But I ain't fucking sweating 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 getting nauseous money, power
Respect rise of the black suit's
Talk shit behind my back
But to my face salute
Hugs and handshakes, they can't stop my reign
Got the coconut
Pilots bringing 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

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 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