[Produced by Salaam Remi]

[Intro: Mack Wilds]

Yo! You ready?

[Verse 1: Mack Wilds]

So we ball and pop champagne and waste it

See I've never been a drinker but a nigga tastin'

But I'm fine, fly guy dressed to take shit

And these ladies wanna be taken

In my mind, all I see is dollars and lace when

This bad chick just started waving

The crowd parted as I make my way, and

I said, "hey little mama, come live for a day"

[Bridge: Mack Wilds]

She said: "Excuse me cutie, I'm in love with your ways

The more you come around the more I want just a day

The way you looking got me wanting to play

Where are you from? So tell me, where do you stay?"

[Hook: Method Man (Mack Wilds]

(In the land of the wild things)

You see them killas from the slum

If they feelin' froggy, sleep, we kill em from the jump

Its a... (wild thing)

You see the shotty with the pump

The black Maserati with the body in the trunk

(In the land of the wild things)

Your blessings, better count that twice

Come on little money, you ain't bout that life

Its a... (its a wild thing)

You know we gotta style on em, right?

My wolves and a full moon, we wild for the night!

[Verse 2: Mack Wilds]

Come along, I'll tell you a story of greatness

A young nigga born, being sacred

From the town where when niggas were frowned on and hating

By the clown and pussy niggas scared to say shit

All the while, the kid sat around and waited

Writing rhymes, singing every cadence

A couple niggas thought he never make it

I guess them hating ass niggas never knew what fate is

[Bridge + Hook]

[Verse 3: Mack Wilds]

I come from the crime side, the New York Times side

S.I., Til I D.I.E, I grew up hearing that Wu knock

Watchin' them guns cock back

Jet black, you feel like Hercules

Hercules, hercules; Get a hand clap

Damn that, Nevy got me covered like Saran Wrap

My whole hood jumping now, guess I did that

While these ladies wanna covet on my ballsack

Lightskin brother, smooth like butter

Coming from the city where most blocks were Summer

In the hood, we believed there was no need for change

Cause we believed that change ain't got shit on C.R.E.A.M

But I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain

With a 1 1/2 against the grain

Pop's shop popping only means one thing

Shoalin's back again!

[Hook]

[Outro: Method Man]

Welcome to Staten fuckin' Island, scrappy

This the bottom, the dirt, ratchet shit

Ain't nothing but goons out here, fuckboy

Now is you a wolf, or is you a sheep?

I got your Ghetto Metrocard right here nigga, if you wanna ride

Stapleton, the Wild West, Homicide Houses

New Brighton, Arlington, The Harbor

You know who you fuckin' with?