and I hear. (Yeah yeah yeah) Now we're falling to the ground (Yeah yeah yeah) So get your hands up! (Yeah yeah yeah) What you doin to me? (Yeah yeah yeah
do, when that new world come for you When that new world come for you, revolution is never the solution Prostitution, drug distribution, war contribution, all for the love of the constitution Yeah
bigger than Mandala's, motherfuckers Just some ghetto boys Livin' in these ghetto streets, these ghetto streets And everyday they gotta fight to stay alive It's just reality, yeah Yeah
I close my eyes I see my name in shining lights Yeah, a different city every night Oh, I swear the world better prepare For when I'm a billionaire Yeah
political etiquette Toss a couple milli in the air just for the heck of it But keep the fives, twentys (?) completely separate And yeah I'll be in a whole new
I'll compliment him on his political etiquette Toss a couple million in the air just for the heck of it But keep the fives, twentys (?) completely separate And yeah
These niggas thought I was just talkin when I came in this mufucka talkin that Cage shit nigga Look at me know nigga what you see nigga? Huh? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
corners, that's usual politics Push a button from the mansion, hit you with a hollow tip We two different niggas, I'm servin', he sniffing his And I love that new
[Cappadonna] Yeah, '96 Park Hill style Burial ground sound, in it forever dunn Politic Here we come, right through your eardrum Dunn Cherry-head catch
like a porn star, you ain't do shit Fine young swag grown and committed My girl workin good I had to maker her my assistant Old chick politic, go mingle New
Yeah , come on Hey Ma, what's up, let's slide, alright, alright And we gon' get it on tonight You smoke, I smoke, I drink, me too, well good 'Cuz we
get crazy. Chorus *(til end)* *(Too $hort talking during chorus)* Fuck around an run up in yo shit. Yeah. That's the new thing goin baby, we runnin
are so crooked (crooked) Come equipped when the shank sticks Repeat 1 Repeat 2 [Kurupt] Yeah, so crooked, c'mon, come equiped when the shank sticks Yeah
the room Get em like this when I drop number three Cause ain't nobody bad like me It's the, it's the rizzapper You wanna c-c-c-clack, what? Yeah fool,
a columnist slash novelist I'm in this game to demolish, establish my dominance Over prominent rappers you popping shit 'til you opposite I can spit ominous so spit politics
