[Lyric] East Side (Kxng Schillo)

[Intro: Martin Scorsese & Capone]
You don't make up for your sins in church. You do it in the streets. You do it at home. The rest is bullshit and you know it

I want you to get this fuck where he breathes! I want you to find this nancy-boy Eliot Ness, I want him DEAD! I want his family DEAD! I want his house burned to the GROUND! I wanna go there in the middle of the night and I wanna PISS ON HIS ASHES!

[Chorus]
Uh, this for my homies in Jozi, who find it hard to sell copies. (This money's coming, this money's coming)
This for my Darkies and Coloureds, who F with Beemers and Cutlass. (This money's coming, this money's coming)

She be coming down this side (she be coming this side), cause she don't get it on the East-side
She bе coming down this side (she be coming this sidе), cause she don't get it on the East-side

[Verse]
Uh, yeah, woke-up in the morning
I can make a beat while she snoring
I heard that BlackySpeakz, what he speaks I'm ignoring
I, should've warned you 'bout my plug (plague), shit, it's Bubonic

Ultrasonic, upon it, lies what's considered historic
Matter-fact I'm glad that you saw it
Like Jay-Z's life come and knock it
Harder than the Beatles would Rock it
Ay, get excited, payday
Better come (cum) to the West like Ray J
Sometimes yah, gotta admit yah crazy
I'm bouncing, email that's not paid

Ay, y'all boys inferior
You are looking at the next hysteria
Ay, this mind superior
'22 touchdown Nigeria

Shit, say I'm sick? I'm a carrier
Sacrificed, now my life gets cheerier
Like a Bentley Superfly interior
Who wouldn't wanna see Pheto get Terrier?


[Chorus]
Uh, this for my homies in Jozi, who find it hard to sell copies. (This money's coming, this money's coming)
This for my Darkies and Coloureds, who F with Beemers and Cutlass. (This money's coming, this money's coming)

She be coming down this side (she be coming this side), cause she don't get it on the East-side
She be coming down this side (she be coming this side), cause she don't get it on the East-side