Opera King Green (Ft. Method Man)
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[Verse 1: Green]
Can't match my style and interest I got rich thoughts and a violent instinct
That's just how I distinguish the bad from the good and the smart and ignant
Straight rock dude bar my pigment
I'm blending the new wave with the vintage
I'm a prototype, you's a mark up
I start this shit like a fuckin' aardvark
Since the government seems to mark us
I try to stay hidden in a green apartment
Working tryna be an artist
Control all minds when they hear me talking
Got a problem with authority
But the neighborhood cops love R-D-G-L-D-G-R-N
40 niggas nearly died last week
So I count is as a win any day I breathe
[Sample: Zack De La Rocha]
So long as that system’s only true motive is profit interest and not the maintenance and betterment of the population, to meeting human needs, then that society should not stand; it should be challenged and questioned and overthrown
[Verse 2: Green]
Fact is that I won't be voting' til the poverty gap has slim proportions
Foolish just like the notion of marching for peace while they making corpses
Kids dumb from the lack of schooling I don't blame them 'cause the shit is boring
Found out I had a knack for touring so I make ways from VA to Zurich
Bang bang and flee, she watched her Grandson die at a jamboree
You don't know?
Some barely eat, you want the ends to survive like a manatee
You want what?
The a marriaging [?] you wouldn't wish that upon all your enemies
You see look, no fear in me because I get me a win every day I breathe
Can't match my style and interest I got rich thoughts and a violent instinct
That's just how I distinguish the bad from the good and the smart and ignant
Straight rock dude bar my pigment
I'm blending the new wave with the vintage
I'm a prototype, you's a mark up
I start this shit like a fuckin' aardvark
Since the government seems to mark us
I try to stay hidden in a green apartment
Working tryna be an artist
Control all minds when they hear me talking
Got a problem with authority
But the neighborhood cops love R-D-G-L-D-G-R-N
40 niggas nearly died last week
So I count is as a win any day I breathe
[Sample: Zack De La Rocha]
So long as that system’s only true motive is profit interest and not the maintenance and betterment of the population, to meeting human needs, then that society should not stand; it should be challenged and questioned and overthrown
[Verse 2: Green]
Fact is that I won't be voting' til the poverty gap has slim proportions
Foolish just like the notion of marching for peace while they making corpses
Kids dumb from the lack of schooling I don't blame them 'cause the shit is boring
Found out I had a knack for touring so I make ways from VA to Zurich
Bang bang and flee, she watched her Grandson die at a jamboree
You don't know?
Some barely eat, you want the ends to survive like a manatee
You want what?
The a marriaging [?] you wouldn't wish that upon all your enemies
You see look, no fear in me because I get me a win every day I breathe
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