Words from The Nutcracker

<br>Sick thoughts on my mind with no self-control<br><br>Uplift your soul and make the brothers wanna roll<br><br>Sixteen years old with heart thats gold<br><br>Yo check it check it out like this, here we go<br><br>Run around the streets cold strapped like an alley rat<br><br>But now Im gettin much props like a fat cat<br><br>A young mack but I dont think Im all that<br><br>I just cant sweat another brothers bozack<br><br>So what the fuck, yall movin on up<br><br>Gonna swim in big bucks, like scrooge mcduck<br><br>And if ya dont like and you wanna step up<br><br>Then open your mouth, and suck my nuts<br><br>Melachi the nutcracker, Im always gettin blacker<br><br>Fatter, I bust a fat rhyme to make your head shatter<br><br>Im from the bronx, new york city<br><br>The big fuckin apple where the niggaz get busy<br><br>God bless the dead, and God rest my pops<br><br>Peace to the niggaz goin out bustin shots...