Lucci Songtext
von La the Darkman

I came from a wealthy family
I joined the clan because I wanted to learn a special Kung-Fu
To be a real expert, but in actual fact
I′ve just become a killer, killing, that's all I know
Death, every day, another
Ganru
We gon′ make this spicy
It's La Traficante right here, you know
And we gon' do it like this
Yeah, Darkman, you know, yo


Yo, watch the Corleone who give neck ties and puff bones
Stick Arabs with the crystals like Indiana Jones
Witness La, hands of stone on this action-packed odyssey
Majesty, living out the Golden Book prophecy
Unstoppable, Iron Sheik of rap beats
Blaze a tree in the street, blue and gray Benz Jeep
Tasmanian, rebel, new Wu tycoon
2005 Lyrics, you′ll catch on soon
Young entrepreneur, load mags to go to war
On tour, blowing smoke out the 4x4
Enjoying life, I don′t know a man who live twice
Cee-lo king shooting dice, holding glaciers of ice
Playing '97 Madden at the loft in Manhattan
While I get blitzed and rich watching Ron Shaw flicks
With a bad chick, live and raw since ′86
On the block, new kicks with chocolate skunk mix
Son, I'm fortunate to still be here, shells is close
City lights, a lot of darks, they concealing the toast
′Cause thieves who deceive get loot the most
But thieves deceive me, get left holy as the ghost

For that lucci, it's all about that lucci
Lucci, it′s all about that
Getting money in many ways in these last days
With venom written wisdom, I have to say crime pays
Get lucci, it's all about that lucci
Lucci, it's all about that
Getting money in many ways in these last days
With venom written wisdom, I have to say crime pays


I′d rather die if I′m not living fly, now why?
Can't get a job with a corporate, fuck it, I′m getting high
Suicide committed in cells, dwell in squares, hell
Children kidnap from parents with unpayable bails
Suffering in a jail, I don't recognize a soul
Each one with a cold war story that has to be told
Behold, the son of God with a scroll
Flame-throwing lyrics, niggas better stop, drop and roll
Lyrics is gold, Darkman pushing up in a Land
Hit a spot for a Rolex watch, two thousand grams
Then I dip ′cause loose lips sure sink ships
But in this drug rap, I bang like the Bloods and the Crips
Guns and clips seem to make my state rotate
Stood corners 'til morning, drinking, busting at Jake
Holding my weight, now I purchase ′bout two cakes
When I cook 'em and drop 'em, it equal Cali earthquakes
I escape, bagging work, palms porcelain plates
Get ill like Al Capone after sniffing an eighth
And I′m straight from the halls of hell, Sing Sing
Stick a spear through your chest like an ear in an earring

For that lucci, it′s all about that lucci
Lucci, it's all about that
Getting money in many ways in these last days
With venom written wisdom, I have to say crime pays
Get lucci, it′s all about that lucci
Lucci, it's all about that
Getting money in many ways in these last days
With venom written wisdom, I have to say crime pays

Niggas, sneakers, and overnight night-crawler creepers
Crack junkies on the Jones planning a heist to get your speakers
And that Acura, same soldiers attacking ya
Desert chameleon, no civilian, better known as Blackula
Son, I′m out to see about a half a mil'
With twenty niggas perfected in Kung-Fu skill
And fuck bitches, they only want they name in my will
And all you half-ass rappers, kid, y′all need to be killed
My shit is ill, the rhymes gave birth to my brain
I represent on all tracks like the number 4 train
Maintain, it's all about the cheese you gain
I get the studies, then the money, then the business, fuck the fame

For that lucci, it's all about that lucci
Lucci, it′s all about that
Getting money in many ways in these last days
With venom written wisdom, I have to say crime pays
Get lucci, it′s all about that lucci
Lucci, it's all about that
Getting money in many ways in these last days
With venom written wisdom, I have to say crime pays
Get lucci