[Intro]
(Statik Selektah)
Yeah
Yeah (901 duh, nigga)
[Verse 1: Lukah]
My shit is prismatic, electrostatic
I pierced through like Full Metal Jackets discharged from a ratchet, diagrammatics
Cerebral type status of enigmatic
Guilty of having excessive thoughts
I might be psychosomatic
So much is programmatic, the world is filled with melodramatics
Protection is a must, so I keep that metal prophylactic
The surface is volcanic as hell, but I stay axiomatic
Away from the problematics and all that appears inorganic
I'm fired from the candidate's arm mechanics, granted, I probably should dial back
I bushwhack through the woods with a blade in my rucksack
Where it's pitch black and the framе's been hacked
Mud on my soles, blood on my clothes, ingrainеd in the dirt, but still I rose
Out the shadows, we grow, survive when the systems froze
It ain't no fall when the black has the dogs and the fire hose
Whoever said my people were schmoes clearly misdiagnosed
I interposed with truth between all the lies that have been told
The blind leaders must be deposed and will impose
Our presence, motherfuck their acceptance with omnipresent
The fight is never pleasant, the traces of blood on the thoroughfare
And no, we weren't made aware because they knew it would cause despair
So fuck what's fair, I move regardless of the wear and tear
I'm an infinite soul of flare, I shine like the Altair
Get your eyewear, I'm an energy that can never be ensnared
The number space, an air for war, be careful of what you declare
Gunshots blare, unfortunate things, sounds of the ghetto
Streets are dark and narrow, unsettled, surviving this is special
At night, people's cries echo, crying, praying for changes
It seems we're wasting tears 'cause the hood remains changeless
Yet we're in need of the majors to help make our pains perish
We've endured all the hate, but now we want some we can relish and cherish
Fuck 'em all, your lies I will not embellish
At times, you gotta be cold hearted when you know the ground's hellish
[Chorus]
I keep My head on a swivel seeing 360
'Cause I know what goes around, comes back around
Learning speech is very beneficial
Codes can be tricky so be ready when that shit brines down
Me and my people ride tonight
Me and my people riding tonight
Be sure to tell em they don't hide tonight
Me and my niggas ride tonight
[Verse 2: Bun B]
Okay, just so you know, I've been on both sides of the law before
Sold everything there was to sell, that's cooked or raw, before
Everything you see in this game, nigga, I saw before
'Cause life is like a rhyme and you only got like a bar to go
So I'ma tell the truth, so help me God
Always keep it 100 while the rest be fraud
I'm all motherfucking man, not a bit be broad
Don't make me send you to the promised land to sit with the Lord
Like to keep it to myself, so please, man, nobody bother me
One man gang on a mission, just like I ought to be
Take me off my note and you gon' hate it that you started me
Especially when it's over and you are dearly departed, G
The streets I walk down got no tumbleweeds rolling
Just a bunch of certified ass thugs and G's holding
No matter who's at the door of the venue, I bring the pollen
So act like you are hot boy and I'ma send you home cold, man
I give it to you like it is, I don't exaggerate
I'm calm right now, don't let this goofy shit exacerbate
Once it goes from a dislike to way past the hate
The next thing you gon' see is Peter waiting for you at the gate
Now, that was bar 20, nigga, this is 21
Dedicated to any man, anywhere, anyone
You say you want smoke? I'm a furnace, you get plenty, son
'cause many come but you'll see many run when be you and be done
[Chorus]
I keep My head on a swivel seeing 360
'Cause I know what goes around, comes back around
Learning speech is very beneficial
Codes can be tricky so be ready when that shit brines down
Me and my people ride tonight
Me and my people ride tonight
Be sure to tell em they don't hide tonight
Me and my niggas ride tonight
[Outro:]
Colorful dialect of the ghetto is full of identity
Labels that can only be completely understood when one is lived with black Experiences in the dialect
There are many words for black attitudes and behavior
They involve cultural rejection, social deception, and overtones of meaning that cannot really be expressed in standard English
It is a sad and tragic comment on the American scene that most of these labels are negative and are used to classify the black in his relationship with white society
My grandma, my
She used to be so heated telling that man why you try to be friends with that kid?
He's a damn kid. She ain't. No
I'm rolling up all the best in the bunch
No smoking, good jazz. No. Hey, man. Shorty
Real talk, real shorty
But I'm rolling to perfection, man
You know, UNC had a nigga
Johnny had a roll, man
Get out of school, man
I wrote a whole
Get a pound out the God, roll that motherfucker up in dollar Man tone
Be so motherfucking dry
You can't lick a stamp and make that motherfucker stick you
I'm telling you, man
That's why I said, man, this young motherfucker, they had better get it out there, bud
Man, sit your ass down
You ain't even made mud pies first
What you talking about?
What, you getting out of the mud?
You need getting allowances and shit. Yeah. Yeah, man
You fresh out the porch?
You ride 24 and 26
Ain't sold down, pack, but you get it out the mud
Get the fuck out of here
Cuz some of y'all niggas be broke, huh?
But you are seeing what a Drake, man
But that's the thing
Cause them niggas don't want no money
They want a body, they ain't don't get no motherfucking money
Ain't no doubt be broke and got 2 or 3 scraps out of one
And got me some money
You hear me?
Come on man
You know they ain't cut like that though
They want to rob the motherfucker
They know they waiting on somebody to tell him that Junebug just put his package in the bushes or some shit
Them niggas ain't leaving out that neighborhood
Why you think there's so much going on?
Them niggas ain't leaving out their area, man
You know, we did not play this shit
We came up
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