Setback

another shakedown, the corners crawling with cops,take your money and your work like its some insider (?)there ain't no stake now, lost your fork and your plate
I had the bank roll slow but they confiscatedthe minor setback, and
I'll be back in a weekthis money don't come easy, even harder to keepyou got to calculate, and come up with a planmy man with front my what
I need, I get him back when
I canBa-ba-but-bah-ba[repeat 7 times?]
You know these bar where built way before my timethose artist with iron bars street with lines (?),got different neighborhoods, and different rules to abide by,stay on the sidelines, if you want to slide byuntouched, by all the dirt and grime,sooner or later you'll be knee deep, open your eyes,and wade through, just like a
US troopI'm dodging bullets like a matador cape to the bull[musical interlude]another setback,
I'm back up grip the street,
I've got some money in my sock, and
I need some reliefcop a ten sack, but that ain't gett'n me far,
I put the hammer to the nail, and the nail to my armand know
I'z way slow, blow the
Chinese breezethat hit me like a ton of brick had me down on my kneesand that's the last time,
I trade a dime for a dimeskipping stones, flipp'n coins, out their grinding my time[Chorus]