Artist: (Tech N9ne f/) Murs Album: The Storm * Song: Colossus Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com * deluxe edition bonus disc [Intro: Murs] One time for the D-boys Two times for the decoys Three strikes never bring joy Fourth time built to destroy One time for the jail cell Two times for the crack sales Three times for that West ale 4-5 rest in peace, nigga free male [Chorus 4X: Murs] Hood nigga, hood nigga, I'm Colossus A hundred-fifty grand in my Nike shoeboxes [Murs] I'm 6'4", bench about 500 That's how I make the block run exactly how I want it I stay stuntin, niggaz hatin, but it won't stop They hate to see a big nigga when he on top Gucci flip-flops, bought it for some bops Couple racks ain't shit, but to them that's a lot They suckin cock for a bottle of Cîroc Let the homies run through him then it's back to the block Niggaz makin drops in my momma mailbox Cause I'm servin everything from the pills to the rocks On the porch in my crocs so I look like a square The neighbors like to talk shh, you think that I care? I'm a fuckin millionaire and I do it all cash Tellin Uncle Sam he can kiss my ass They say it won't last but I'm almost 30 And I keep my J's clean but my money stay dirty, uhh [Chorus] [Murs] Bunch of orange boxes, filled up with bank rolls Money bring a lot of jealousy and stank hoes But when you on, gotta treat it like cologne It's that smell of success that you just can't clone Make-make-make-make-make the Feds tap your phone Make a bitch nigga wanna put one in your dome Even when I'm home gotta stay with the chrome If a nigga try to creep, I can peep him on my phone Got cameras on the outside, hammers with me outside Homies get nervous when they standin with me outside I understand I'm a fuckin wanted man Nigga pop me, like I said that's a cool hundred grand Used to be hand-to-hand, had a five-year plan Sellin dope ain't nothin but a pyramid scam It's only so long you can sit up at the top So when I finally get shot won't nobody be shocked, huh [Chorus]