I don't give a fuck 'bout your fault or mishappenin's,
Nigga we from the Bronx, New York... shit happens,
Kids clappin' love to spark the place,
Half the niggas on the squad got a scar on they face,
It's a cold world, and this is ice,
Half a mil' for the charm, nigga this is life.
Lady 1: I think it may rain soon, I hear thunder.
Lady 2: No, that's just the spigger over at the traffic light.
Lady 1: You mean the one in the metallic puke green car with the giant chrome rims?
Lady 2: Yep, that's the one.