[Verse: Papoose]
It's skills over politics
Hilfiger Helly Hansen and Prada kicks
Infinite perfection it's of the Supreme Alphabet
Triple stages of darkness enlightening 85ers wit'
The beautiful science, manifestation of the Five Percent
Momma's in the kitchen preparing a hot pot of grits
The Five Deadly Venoms, I was watching karate flicks
The Rudolph Giuliani survivor of zero tolerance
Thirsty vampires and blood-sucking phlebotomists
Volatile rebels, AK bullets inside the clip
We warring like Israel and Palestine on the Gaza Strip
The 1-800 Crime Stopper snitches anonymous
They used to snitch in confidence now they snitching with confidence
Chilling in my exotic whip
Smoke a spliff then I bust a rhyme, Conglomerate
You never seen P play with the opps
I keep the TEC homie, that DJ for The Lox
When you getting money niggas wanna get next to you
But if you go broke man they won't even check for you
Talk about you to others, like they a threat to you, but won't even step to you
These niggas'll have a problem wit' you, claim that they got no respect for you
But tell everybody about that problem except for you
You need some niggas wit' heart around you
Got them niggas sonning you 'cause they act hard around you
'Stead of all them dummies you need some people smart around you
Just because you a son that don't mean the world revolve around you
Meant to be here, I serve a whole purpose
Scared to do a song wit' me, these niggas so nervous
I spit gas when I was dropping those verses
But y'all don't respect gas until it's no service
These rappers ain't got no verses
Some of them only do Verzuz 'cause they spit a bunch of old verses
Huh, these dudes is sneaky
Niggas wanna be Quavo until they lose they sweetie
Blacking like I'm Cappadonna, package of that marijuana
Burn a waver terminator, I'm looking for Sarah Connor
Mastering the craft with honor, splattered all the static starters
Slapped him then I slapped his father, clapped 'em with the black revolver
Goes around comes around, get ya' weapon strap ya' armor
'Cause it's coming back tomorrow you gon' catch the fastest karma
Michael Myers wit' a pen, you tagging I tag up harder
Jason wit' a Magic Marker, boy this ain't ya' average horror
Do you like they did Pookie when they killed him at the Carter
Leave you sleeping wit' the fishes floating in Manhattan Harbor
Think he smart, Pap is smarter
Got a MAC my MAC is larger
Yours is a laptop, mines is a ratchet partner
Boy you just a average blogger, you ain't never catch a charter
Jet eating fish sipping wine wit' a back massager
In the hooptie had a Honda
Street fighter like E. Honda
Now my whole fam get a cut, you could ask my barber
Up and it's stuck
Well if them niggas up and we down, what we waiting for? We gon' stick 'em up
Then we did a jux wit' ya' when we was sticking up
After the jux we booked him, he ain't get a cut
You talking 'bout, he calmed down, he used to give it up
He always was a ho-ass nigga, ya' man been a slut
Dropped a new EP every month, I lit it up
Every last one of 'em named after a different month
I don't care who dropped something they better pick it up
I don't care who in they bag, I'ma zip it up
Ya' third eye, is ya' little three iPhones
I got a third eye 'cause I can see wit' my wise dome
Ya' favorite rapper easy to crush, like Styrofoam
Ride on you niggas like Coney Island, the Cyclone
You want the Rocky or the Rambo, I'm live homes
The knuckle game and the knife game, like Sly Stone
So many niggas figured you out, how you nice homes?
Everybody got ya' number nigga you Mike Jones
I'm from the home of the lowlives, you guys clones
The only time you see low is when the dice thrown
I heard ya' baby moms kicked you out wit' a high tone
Erykah Badu, you better call Tyrone
The homies up north gave me the crown it's my throne
They told me to end your career, they sent the kite on
It's getting dark for you niggas, ya' lights blown
I came to serve poetic justice, I write poems
Clever movement you present student what head you using?
Instead of looting the best solution is retribution
You don’t rep the true men ya’ set is fooling we kept saluting
We kept saluting, executing the revolution
Pigs intruding chicks is boosting killers shooting
Sending goons in, distributing through institutions
It’s called improving the world that’s losing its core pollution
It’s all illusion, they cause confusion to draw conclusions
From New York to Houston, the god enthusing for y’all amusement
Ya’ car is cruising but y’all abusing the art of music
Need smarter students, who cause the bruising of our children?
Hard to choose when the father moving drugs his daughter using
Who y’all accusing? Don’t start assuming it’s our doing
The Constitution made a contribution to prostitution
It's skills over politics
Hilfiger Helly Hansen and Prada kicks
Infinite perfection it's of the Supreme Alphabet
Triple stages of darkness enlightening 85ers wit'
The beautiful science, manifestation of the Five Percent
Momma's in the kitchen preparing a hot pot of grits
The Five Deadly Venoms, I was watching karate flicks
The Rudolph Giuliani survivor of zero tolerance
Thirsty vampires and blood-sucking phlebotomists
Volatile rebels, AK bullets inside the clip
We warring like Israel and Palestine on the Gaza Strip
The 1-800 Crime Stopper snitches anonymous
They used to snitch in confidence now they snitching with confidence
Chilling in my exotic whip
Smoke a spliff then I bust a rhyme, Conglomerate
You never seen P play with the opps
I keep the TEC homie, that DJ for The Lox
When you getting money niggas wanna get next to you
But if you go broke man they won't even check for you
Talk about you to others, like they a threat to you, but won't even step to you
These niggas'll have a problem wit' you, claim that they got no respect for you
But tell everybody about that problem except for you
You need some niggas wit' heart around you
Got them niggas sonning you 'cause they act hard around you
'Stead of all them dummies you need some people smart around you
Just because you a son that don't mean the world revolve around you
Meant to be here, I serve a whole purpose
Scared to do a song wit' me, these niggas so nervous
I spit gas when I was dropping those verses
But y'all don't respect gas until it's no service
These rappers ain't got no verses
Some of them only do Verzuz 'cause they spit a bunch of old verses
Huh, these dudes is sneaky
Niggas wanna be Quavo until they lose they sweetie
Blacking like I'm Cappadonna, package of that marijuana
Burn a waver terminator, I'm looking for Sarah Connor
Mastering the craft with honor, splattered all the static starters
Slapped him then I slapped his father, clapped 'em with the black revolver
Goes around comes around, get ya' weapon strap ya' armor
'Cause it's coming back tomorrow you gon' catch the fastest karma
Michael Myers wit' a pen, you tagging I tag up harder
Jason wit' a Magic Marker, boy this ain't ya' average horror
Do you like they did Pookie when they killed him at the Carter
Leave you sleeping wit' the fishes floating in Manhattan Harbor
Think he smart, Pap is smarter
Got a MAC my MAC is larger
Yours is a laptop, mines is a ratchet partner
Boy you just a average blogger, you ain't never catch a charter
Jet eating fish sipping wine wit' a back massager
In the hooptie had a Honda
Street fighter like E. Honda
Now my whole fam get a cut, you could ask my barber
Up and it's stuck
Well if them niggas up and we down, what we waiting for? We gon' stick 'em up
Then we did a jux wit' ya' when we was sticking up
After the jux we booked him, he ain't get a cut
You talking 'bout, he calmed down, he used to give it up
He always was a ho-ass nigga, ya' man been a slut
Dropped a new EP every month, I lit it up
Every last one of 'em named after a different month
I don't care who dropped something they better pick it up
I don't care who in they bag, I'ma zip it up
Ya' third eye, is ya' little three iPhones
I got a third eye 'cause I can see wit' my wise dome
Ya' favorite rapper easy to crush, like Styrofoam
Ride on you niggas like Coney Island, the Cyclone
You want the Rocky or the Rambo, I'm live homes
The knuckle game and the knife game, like Sly Stone
So many niggas figured you out, how you nice homes?
Everybody got ya' number nigga you Mike Jones
I'm from the home of the lowlives, you guys clones
The only time you see low is when the dice thrown
I heard ya' baby moms kicked you out wit' a high tone
Erykah Badu, you better call Tyrone
The homies up north gave me the crown it's my throne
They told me to end your career, they sent the kite on
It's getting dark for you niggas, ya' lights blown
I came to serve poetic justice, I write poems
Clever movement you present student what head you using?
Instead of looting the best solution is retribution
You don’t rep the true men ya’ set is fooling we kept saluting
We kept saluting, executing the revolution
Pigs intruding chicks is boosting killers shooting
Sending goons in, distributing through institutions
It’s called improving the world that’s losing its core pollution
It’s all illusion, they cause confusion to draw conclusions
From New York to Houston, the god enthusing for y’all amusement
Ya’ car is cruising but y’all abusing the art of music
Need smarter students, who cause the bruising of our children?
Hard to choose when the father moving drugs his daughter using
Who y’all accusing? Don’t start assuming it’s our doing
The Constitution made a contribution to prostitution
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