Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Creed Of The Greedier, artist - La Coka Nostra. Album song Masters Of The Dark Arts, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопCreed Of The Greedier |
| It’s the return of the assassin |
| I believe in the creed of the greedier |
| Bash in your skull with guns, I’m deceiving the media |
| Look at the web of lies that I keep weaving immediate |
| Breathing the weed speeding and I ain’t hitting medians either |
| Fuck the Bible, I’m writing my lyrics and read them to Jesus |
| Fight with spirits and sleep in a bed with the rifle near it |
| I used to smoke angel dust back as a teen |
| Copped the bundles in Harlem and sell packs of the beans |
| Rolling in stolen cars leaving accident scenes |
| Crazy Eddie envelope stacked in the back of my jeans |
| When you hear me rhyming wonder what has happened to me |
| I had a wet brain, but I came back spectacularly |
| I got a third rail on the train tracks will zap me |
| That’s why I’m just the way I am, this is actually me |
| I said the return of the assassin, the assassin is me |
| Wipe my ass with hundred dollar bills and laugh at a G |
| My greed gets me everything |
| The means to fulfill any dream |
| Sparked by the endless greed |
| As we struggle in this world full of lust and greed |
| My greed gets me everything |
| The means to fulfill any dream |
| Inclined to refine my creed |
| As we struggle in this world full of lust and greed |
| It’s the return of the Cult Leader |
| I believe in the creed of the greedier |
| Final Destination like a plane careening and speeding |
| Like a demon in my bloodstream, bleeding anemia |
| Better yet I’m even worse than that speaking leukemia |
| Premium goods like overpriced diamonds that cut glass |
| Coka without the Cola and the white mustache |
| The brand you can trust |
| We high-powered and coked up |
| Hole in the head looking like a powdered donut |
| Or like sho’nuff from the last track and cash stacking up |
| Pull out the black Magnum now your ass is backing up |
| I’ve been the poster child for coke piled higher than the heavens |
| Occupying the streets and rioting with peasants |
| Drinking cocktails and partying with rockstars |
| Throwing molotov cocktails at cop cars |
| I said it’s the return of the Cult Leader and Coka Nostra’s the crew |
| Point the finger over here we pointing toasters at you |
| It’s the return of Danny Boy |
| La Coka Nostra build and destroy all |
| Lock it down like a dog’s jaw in a dog brawl |
| We get it on y’all, set it on you |
| Roll the red carpet over your head and shred it on you |
| We men of honor, amongst the cold-blooded anacondas |
| With invisible barcodes and transponders |
| I see the chemtrails, acknowledge everything homie |
| But don’t trip though cause God is everything homie |
| I came a long way from airports and highways |
| I took the wrong way but yo I did it my way |
| I took you from the House of Pain to the House of Slaine |
| Down the road to Hell but made it back without going insane |
| Thinking one step ahead of these lames |
| Same super group, homie, we the best in the game |
| It’s the return of Danny Boy and La Coka Nostra |
| Creed of the greedier, but I already told ya |
| When you see the greed and the concentration of power |
| Did you ever have a moment of doubt about capitalism? |
| And whether greed is a good idea to run on? |
| Well first of all, tell me; |
| Is there some society you know that doesn’t run on greed? |
| You think Russia doesn’t run on greed? |
| You think China doesn’t run on greed? |
| What is greed? |
| Of course none of us are greedy |
| It’s only the other fella who’s greedy |
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