Intro:
Ha ha ha here we go

!@&@a in the mutha$#&@in building
Ill bill's in here
We got slaine in here

Danny boy in here

Verse 1:


It's the return of the $$#assin, I believe in the creed of the greedier
I'll bash in your skull with guns, I'm deceiving the media

Look at the web of lies that I keep weaving immediate
Breathing the weed speeding, I ain't hitting medians either
$#&@ the Bible, I write my lyrics and read them to Jesus

Fight with spirits and sleep in a bed with the rifle near it
I used to smoke angel dust back as a teen
Copped the bundles in Harlem and sell packs in the Beans

Rolling in stolen cars, leaving accident scenes
Crazy Eddie envelope stacked in the back of my jeans
When you hear you rhyming wonder what has happened to me

I had a wet brain but I came back spectacularly
I got a third rail on the train tracks will zap me ?
That's why I'm just the way I am, this is actually me

I said the return of the $$#assin, the $$#assin is me
Wipe my $$# with hundred dollar bills and laugh at a G


Chorus:
My greed gives me everything , the means to fulfill any dream , ??? , as we struggle in this world full of lust and greed (x2)


Verse 2:

It's the return of the Cult Leader, I believe in the creed of the greedier

Final destination like a plane careening and speeding
Like a demon in my blood stream bleeding anemia
Better yet I'm even worse than that, speaking leukemia

Premium goods like overpriced diamonds that cut glass
!@&@a without the Cola and the white mustache
The brand you can trust we high-powered and !@%!ed up

Hole in the head looking like a powdered donut
Or like ? from the last track and cash stacking up
Pull out the black Magnum, now your $$# is backing up

I'm in the ? to traffic !@%!a piled higher than the heavens
I can pile the streets rioting with peasants
Drinking @@#!tails and partying with rock stars

Throwing molotov @@#!tails at cop cars
I said it's the return of the Cult Leader and !@&@a Nostra's the crew
Point the finger over here, we pointing toasters at you


Chorus:
My greed gives me everything , the means to fulfill any dream , ??? , as we struggle in this world full of lust and greed (x2)


Verse 3:
It's the return of Danny Boy

La !@%!a nostra , build and destroy all
Lock it down like a dogs jaw in dog brawl
We get it all y'all set it on you

Roll the red carpet over your head and shred it on you
We men of honor, while most are coldblooded anacondas
With Invisible bullet codes and transponders

I see the chem trails, acknowledge everything homie
But don't trip though, cus god is everything homie
I came a long way from airports and highways

I took the wrong way but yo I did it my way
I took you from the house of pain to the house of Slaine
Down the road of hell but made it back without going insane

Thinking one step ahead of these lames
Same super group homie, we the best in the game
It's the return of Danny Boy and La !@&@a Nostra

Creed of the greedier but I already told ya

Chorus:

My greed gives me everything , the means to fulfill any dream , ??? , as we struggle in this world full of lust and greed (x2)

Outro :


Phil Donohue: When you see the greed and the concentration of power, did you ever have a moment of doubt about capitalism? And whether greed is a good idea to run on?

Milton Friedman: Well first of all tell me, is there some society you know that doesn't run on greed? You think Russia doesn't run on greed? You think China doesn't run on greed? What is greed? Of course none of us are greedy. It's only the other fella who's greedy.