Yeah
Niggas know what time it is
Junior M.A.F.I.A. in the motherfuckin house
Talkin a dangerous crew
Junior M.A.F.I.A., my man Mad Klep
Stealing everything in sight
Niggas know the pedigree, B-town, represent
All day every day, know what Im saying?
B-Town
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yo I get money, paid in full
I got it made, Brooklyn finest
Grinding, think I could beat Mike Tyson
A magnificent, it aint hard to tell
I never changed, live the life of an outlaw
You think the world is yours?
Pause, you just a sucker MC
Shagging for beats, back you down in the club
Put your hands where my eyes can see
The most beautiful-est thing is my beliefs
Like fuck the police, lifes a everyday struggle
Girls be nothing but trouble, bitches aint shit
If I ruled the world wed thug them gold digger ladies first
You think I need a girl?
Check yourself, its a cold world
I move through it like the Daytona 500
A hundred miles and runnin
Girls, they love me, Mr. Big-Stuff
Put it in your mouth
Handle, B-I, B-I? Knock yourself out
Im a P-I-M-P, buck buck once
The type of guy to take a big over and toss it up
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Im your idol, the highest title, numero uno
Im your idol, the highest title, numero uno
Im your idol, the highest title
Im your idol, the highest title, numero uno
Im your idol, the highest title, numero uno
Im your idol, the highest title
The ruler is back, its the big payback
My A to the K go ratatatat, react
Where my dogs at, on the Ready to Die tip
No U-N-I-T-Y shit, tear the club up
Ride or die bitch
Warning, this is a takeover
I aint no joke, mastered the art of storytelling
Three times sold
Bowed and powder, explosive vocab, world renown
Bow down, you cant touch this, how you like me now?
I move the crowd , check the rhymes of a mastermind
Through a Hail Mary changed the scorn, its just half time
The last real nigga alive with a New York state of mind
You was just frontin, now you a customer hypnotized
Watch them niggas wild out excited
Sometimes I rhyme slow, illustrious
Dont worry just dont bite it
All eyes on me, patiently waiting
My name is Klep the dream shatterer, so what you sayin?
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Im your idol, the highest title, numero uno
Im your idol, the highest title, numero uno
Im your idol, the highest title
Im your idol, the highest title, numero uno
Im your idol, the highest title, numero uno
Im your idol, the highest title
Who shot ya? I shot ya with one hand on the pump
Go see the doctor? Never, I got your body in the trunk
Five minutes of funk, what yall niggas wanna do
Wonder if heaven got a ghetto, they reminisce over you?
Just another day in Brooklyn Zoo, puffing the Chronic
I get high, hit em up plus I saw a man die
You gonna get yours, Im a rebel without applause
Bring the noise, Im on criminology, quiet storm 
My UZI weighs a ton, public enemy number one
Ghetto superstar, everything remains raw Rated R
New York, New York, L.A. L.A
Walk this way, players brawl, today was a good day
Can it be that simple? Street dreams got me thug mansions
Bling bling, horse and carriage, boom with Simms flasks
A master, peel, Im real, youre still not a player forever
Peace out at Sean Award, tours gone until November
Yeah
There you have it, Junior M.A.F.I.A. strikes again, you know what fucking time it is
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Face down nigga, all you other niggas better go back to the motherfucking lab
Brush up on yall gangster shit
Niggas know where all the richest niggas from, motherfucker
Brookyln style, representing, slittin motherfucking wrists
All you bitch-ass niggas better lay the fuck down and recognize
Word to mother
The shit is real
Uh, what, what, what? Uh, uh
You cant fuck with the Kleptomaniac, nigga!
Yo, load up the motherfucking clips man, cock the gats boy
You cant fuck with the Kleptomaniac, nigga!
Junior M.A.F.I.A. in the motherfucking house
You cant fuck with the Kleptomaniac, nigga!
Blaow, now its all over
You cant fuck with the...
Yeah
Pack up your shit baby, we finna get the fuck up outta here