Born With A Silver Spoon Up Your Ass

Your secrect is safe with everybody
«Good», I said, «Because I don’t want nobody else to know.»
(Note that double-negative.)
Tell me how it feels to like yourself because I don’t know
But I’ve read a lot about it
He who be flashing dey ice gon' get sliced, right?
So keep them chains out my visual frame
Because we don’t want nobody coming around here smiling
When you know damn well we got nothing to smile about
Don’t think I’m sleeping while you’re rolling in your riches
Don’t think cross-town we’re not plotting your demise