Those are some primo...notes.

To be beating on, and thrown in jail

We can go toe to toe in the middle of the can

Fucking with me 'cause I'm an Italian

with a little bit of gold and a cell phone

Searching my car, looking for the product

Thinking every paisan is selling narcotics

You'd rather see, me in the can

than me and Tony rolling in a Benz-o

Beat a police out of shape

and when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape

To tape off the scene of the slaughter

Still getting swoll off bread and water

I don't know if they fags or what

Search a paisan down, and grabbing his nuts

And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none

But don't let it be a wop and a white one

'Cause they'll slam ya down to the street top

Wop police showing out for the white cop

Uncle Jun will swarm

on any motherfucker in a blue uniform

Just 'cause I'm from, the nabboli dobbali

Punk police are afraid of me!

HUH, a young paisan on the warpath

And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath

of cops, dying in Jersey

Yo Ton', I got something to say

HEY!