Steve - Napoleon Da Legend, DJ Doom

Napoleon Da Legend

Steve was orchestrator stuck between the streets

And that corporate paper

Selling Coke to the co workers at the coffee maker

Kept a Small container under the desk

At Goldman Sacks trying to meet the goals his manager set

His word is bond he was a man of respect in money making manhattan he had to

learn how to manage the stress

See his connect had him black mailed was

Making a 6 figure salary why would he risk going jail?

Trynna break the stereotypes of black male

3 kids a beautiful wife you bout to see for yourself

See his connect was a from a Mexican cartel not for the

Frail-hearted they just wanna sell product

See he was dibbling and dabbling supplying

Several buildings in his neighborhood

Had to deal with drama but the pay was good

Under the table straight cash no tax forms

He put his cousin on to move packs for em

That kid was like a savage used to keep an ax on em

Til the day they lined em with a few rack of em

Shot em in the head broad day he lay dead

That bullet was meant for Steve and the rumors start to spread

Don’t get twisted Steve was educated he had degrees

And the game was getting too deep he knew he had to leave

Freelance accountant took his resume to job fairs

He knew the rep for Goldman Sachs when he got there

Omega Psi brothers from his Morgan State days

They used to run trains get drunk and play spades

But that night a chick was crying embarrassed all the sudden she was with it at

first and then she wasn’t

They stopped asking her if she aight tho.

she told em that she peeped a man

filming em from outside the window

What a psycho, he was gone by the time they looked

Crying hysterically while they sitting there shook

Napoleon Da Legend

Have you ever made a pact with devil

You do one thing he’ll take u another level?

Then it keep getting deeper and deeper

You gotta give something up u know the procedure

Napoleon Da Legend

7 years later jimmy from the cartel

Gave em a call cause he wanted him to sale

Ain’t hard to tell had plans to infiltrate

The rich side of town he would pitch by pound his proposal was

Way out of bounds he knew Steve was done

I got the footage I can release that once

Steve knew he could lose his job worst maybe prison

Being the sole provider for his lady and his children

He kept selling tried to keep it low key

His colleagues had no idea he was a triple OG

Bought a 20 million dollar insurance policy

For extra protection on his life he knew about the streets

White collar worker double dipping making dollars at work

On some Kabala type entrepreneur

Left late one night he drove his car up the

FDR stressed and all he had as beat all sudden

Felt peace was a lefty took right with his off hand

Took the exit then his whip off the ramp

His body mutilated an escape from the life that he lived

Left 20 million to his wife and his kids

Napoleon Da Legend

Have you ever made a pact with devil

You do one thing he’ll take u another level?

Then it keep getting deeper and deeper

You gotta give something up u know the procedure