[Intro]
I'm out in paradise on this chardonnay but I'm still thinking about the struggle though. Yeah, real shit
[Hook]
I'm from a small hood and we big on respect
You get your money up, you go big on your neck
Hit the dealership and go big on the 'Vette
By any means, gotta get the check
Politically correct
In my Makaveli voice, yeah I'm down for the cause
Judge, does hoop shit, to hell with them laws
The revolution won't be televised on the net
So if you're comin', best be comin' with respect
Politically correct
[Verse 1]
Welcome to the mind of a black man
This world done drove me so crazy think I need me a CAT scan
Pocket full of paper, no credit
Think I ain't 'bout to flex up on these folks then forget it
See poverty, yeah it taught me to hustle
I'm a rebel with a cause, that said, let's get back to the struggle
Just left Chiraq, it's a war zone
Prayin' for my east side niggas, just hold on
What you know about a hundred rounds?
Nigga, they got drums on the Glocks now
Like De Niro off in Heat, niggas shoot at the cops now
I ain't tryna promote no violence
Until we fix this shit, just know a nigga won't be silent
I'm watchin' niggas gettin' smoked like hookahs
Go smoke a blunt and watch the news
Cause that shit there is sorta confusin'
They done killed another nigga
I said, "You sure, mothafucka?"
I will postpone this tour and start a war, mothafucka
I'm out in paradise on this chardonnay but I'm still thinking about the struggle though. Yeah, real shit
[Hook]
I'm from a small hood and we big on respect
You get your money up, you go big on your neck
Hit the dealership and go big on the 'Vette
By any means, gotta get the check
Politically correct
In my Makaveli voice, yeah I'm down for the cause
Judge, does hoop shit, to hell with them laws
The revolution won't be televised on the net
So if you're comin', best be comin' with respect
Politically correct
[Verse 1]
Welcome to the mind of a black man
This world done drove me so crazy think I need me a CAT scan
Pocket full of paper, no credit
Think I ain't 'bout to flex up on these folks then forget it
See poverty, yeah it taught me to hustle
I'm a rebel with a cause, that said, let's get back to the struggle
Just left Chiraq, it's a war zone
Prayin' for my east side niggas, just hold on
What you know about a hundred rounds?
Nigga, they got drums on the Glocks now
Like De Niro off in Heat, niggas shoot at the cops now
I ain't tryna promote no violence
Until we fix this shit, just know a nigga won't be silent
I'm watchin' niggas gettin' smoked like hookahs
Go smoke a blunt and watch the news
Cause that shit there is sorta confusin'
They done killed another nigga
I said, "You sure, mothafucka?"
I will postpone this tour and start a war, mothafucka
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