Situations

[Verse 1: Edo. G]

This is a word to the wise, never sleep where you shit at

The ghetto keep a riddat, watch who you spit at

The enemy who said "fuck peace and serenity"

I keep a tight family like the Kennedys

Streets take virginity

With long nights of Hennessy, and obscenities

The coco, kept a lot loco, but never made me loco

Everything's legit, but my eyes on the po-po

A vet in this game, you young niggas tryna go pro

Rep it like a lawyer, this was pro bono

To most, that's a no-no

No gimmicks, classy hoes, flashy clothes

Cursive logos, strictly solos

Timb boots and Polos, play the low low

And take you crap niggas out like a promo

[Chorus: Pete Rock, Lauryn Hill sample]

"Situations"

To my man Edo. G, Hip-Hop devotion

Peace to my dunns, to those who stack ones

Underground new shit, you don't spit, son

"It's funny how money changes situations"

"Situations"

[Verse 2: Edo. G]

Yo, I'mma be around when there ain't no snipes or stickers left

You could meet a quicker death, talkin' shit wit' yo' liquor breath

False courage, I don't encourage

We can go head up on Pay-Per-View with live coverage

You rap cats is programmed (What?) like a outreach (Uh-huh)

Club thugs wanna bone, I got ya mouthpeice

Ridin' scooters down in South Beach (Yeah)

Keep it jinglin', while haters freezin' in the winglin'

I'd rather know a thousand millionaires

Than a million hundred-aires

I'd have dogged two in a hundred years

I'm a Savage like Fred (Uh-huh) without The Wonder Years

And it's my last resort, when the gun appears

It's a blessing being 'bove ground

Knowin', bombs would touch down, soon as I touchdown

A lot of dogs is bloodhounds

But Edo. G gon' hit you when I bust down

[Chorus: Pete Rock, Lauryn Hill sample]

To my man Edo. G, Hip-Hop devotion

Peace to my dunns, to those who stack ones

Underground new shit, you don't spit, son

"It's funny how money changes situations"

Yo, to my man Edo. G, Hip-Hop devotion

Peace to my dunns, to those who stack ones (Amen)

Underground new shit, you don't spit, son

"It's funny how money changes situations"

[Verse 3: Edo. G]

Yo, it ain't about how you flow, it's about who you know

And who gon' get behind you wit' dough to make you blow (Yeah)

I'mma show you, pay you niggas back like I owe you

I don't trust none of y'all, as far as I can throw you

What I go through (Yeah), everyday life that gets harder

Niggas get on, and get tried in Nevada

We could talk about chips like, Erik Estrada

When I put it in Ducatta, you rhymin' 'bout nada

But Edo. G, get that lee-way

Hear my name on the streets (Uh-uh) with that "he say, she say"

I'm ahead of my time, runnin' back like a replay

You like a Tuesday, a "weak-day"

Hungry MCs is tastin' nothin' but defeat today

I'mma eat today (Uh-huh), that completes today (Uh-huh)

Get y'all folks behind me and lead the way

What more I need to say?

I'm standin' on my own two feet today

I'm standin' on my own two feet today

And it won't stop!

[Chorus: Pete Rock, Lauryn Hill sample]

"Situations"

To my man Edo. G, Hip-Hop devotion

Peace to my dunns, to those who stack ones

Underground new shit, you don't spit, son

"It's funny how money changes situations"

"Situations"

Aiyyo, to my man Edo. G, Hip-Hop devotion

Peace to my dunns, to those who stack ones

Underground new shit, you don't spit, son

"It's funny how money changes situations"

[Outro: Lauryn Hill sample]

"Situations"