Something to Speak About Clyde Carson (Ft. The Game)

[Verse 1: The Game]
I'm Huey P. Newton with Air Force One’s on
Doctor Martin Luther King with two guns on
I'm one zone short of a break
One chronic blunt away from a classic
I'm a motherfucking bastard... literally
I let my lyrics overflow on the page
Until they spill on the beat
I do what you niggas can’t
I am what you niggas ain’t
You say you an artist motherfucker then paint...
That’s the base line
The motivation for Jamie to play rape line...
I paint pictures in my mind
Imagine who dead if I see a flat line
You niggas ain’t like me
And it's likely that I'm Spike Lee in some coke white Nikes
At the Knicks game with my legs crossed like a boss
How a nigga from Compton become the talk of New York?

[Hook]
We been broke so long it’s so hard
Hiding from behind my scars
That's something to just think about...
It was no dope, just hope in my heart
Tired of reaching for the stars
Now, I'm something you can speak about