I don't forget the paper, but if I don't go straight for it, no time, no day
Yo DJ Terry, alongside the lyrical deity
Represent for you all the money makers and everything we have and we pay for it
All of my gangstas and all of my thugs, all of my warriors, we up inna the club
Proud to be black but you piss inna the air
Everywhere me look around, it's another million