[Intro]
"Oooh, now you are one lucky [bad word] "
"You gotta listen to your boss white boy."
"Oh, I'm gonna walk in the moonlight with you."
"You wanna hold my hand?"

[Hook: Rick Ross]
I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
hundred black graves so I can lay they [bad word] in
I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell
From a hundred black Bibles, while we send them all to [bad word] I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!)
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!)
Black coffins! (I need a hundred...)

[Verse 1]
I seen a hundred niggas die
I put that on my life, Lord, I wouldn't tell a lie
Unless it had to do with mine in the middle of the night [bad word] for you life, all you wanna do is shine?
I broke off the chains only the realest remain
I see your praying to Jesus, but will that help ease the pain?
Seen a brother get slain for a jar full of change
Yet I post on the block, look like I'm Big Daddy Kane
Is you a cat or a mouse? Keep them rats out the house
lotta scars on my back, get tattoes all around
Hundred dead [bad word]  hundred black coffins
Money on his head, [bad word]  I'm trying to make a fortune

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I seen a hundred women burn
As they stood firm, treat a [bad word] like a germ
What did she do to deserve? Put me on the farm
Pigs' feet in a jar; serve it to me warm
Any questions, they hang 'em, better pray for Dj-Django
Got me working in fields, too many years it gets fatal
All I want is my woman, such a wonderful mother, (mama!)
On the days that it rains, her smile bright like a summer
Our revenge is the sweetest, [bad word] cause [bad word] Gonna die in my arms, for what you did to my mother (my mama!)
Hundred dead [bad word]  (Lord) hundred black coffins (why?)
12 gauge, shotgun, chest full of carbon (boom-boom)

[Hook]