Polish Jazz Songtext

Long walks down the Ave' with my man
Stomach yellin', bitch this punk rock
[?] got me feelin' dumb [?]
Plain clothes, yeah, they making sure the funds stop
Stop and frisk us at the bus stop
Undesirables, [?] to let you know to suck a dick
My game of life on hall of fame, and bitch I mastered it
Nine ninety-nine get you a sliver of my lifetime
We watchin' movies bumpin' white lines
Livin' very well, dressed for the occasion