[Chuck D] "One two three four five six seven eight nine"

Uhhit s the ten crack commandments
Whatuhhuhh
Nigga can t tell me nothin bout this cokeuh-huh
Can t tell me nothin bout this crackthis weed
To my hustlin niggaz
Niggaz on the corner I ain t forget you niggaz
My triple beam niggazword up

[Chuck D] "One two three four five six seven eight nine"
"TEN"

I been in this game for yearsit made me a animal
It s rules to this shitI wrote me a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
your game on tracknot your wig pushed back
Rule nombre uno: never let no one know
how muchdough you holdcause you know
The cheddar breed jealousy specially
if that man fucked upget your ass stuck up
Number two: never let em know your next move
Don t you know Bad Boys move in silence or violence
Take it from your highness (uh-huh)
I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for they bricks and chips
Number three: never trust no-bo-dy
Your moms ll set that ass upproperly gassed up
Hoodie to mask upshitfor that fast buck
she be layin in the bushes to light that ass up
Number four: know you heard this before
Never get highon your own supply
Number five: never sell no crack where you rest at
I don t care if they want a ouncetell em bounce
Number six: that god damn creditdead it
You think a crackhead payin you backshit forget it
Seven: this rule is so underrated
Keep your family and business completely seperated
Money and blood don t mix like two dicks and no bitch
Find yourself in serious shit
Number eight: never keep no weight on you
Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jobs too
Number nine shoulda been number one to me
If you ain t gettin bags stay the fuck from police (uh-huh)
If niggaz think you snitchin ain t tryin listen
They be sittin in your kitchenwaitin to start hittin
Number ten: a strong word called consignment
Strictly for live mennot for freshmen
If you ain t got the clientele say hell no
Cause they gon want they money rain sleet hail snow
Follow these rules you ll have mad bread to break up
If nottwenty-four yearson the wake up
Slug hit your templewatch your frame shake up
Caretaker did your makeupwhen you pass
Your girl fucked my man Jake upheard in three weeks
she sniffed a whole half of cake up
Heard she suck a good dickand can hook a steak up
Gotta go gotta gomore pasta bake upword upuhh

Crack kingFrank Blizzard
Uhh

[Chuck D] "One two three four five six seven eight nine"
"Ten"

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