The Show

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]

Don't say on the beat what you won't say in the streets

Cause face to face niggas never said it to me

I came here to eat every way to the bone

Never put mama on hold up whenever she call

I follow the law, shine bright illuminated

Got niggas in black hoodies homicide celebrated

Folarin on raw, you other nerds stepped on

In my German couture, the Nation of Islam

Forgive me, I'm flawed, the dollar signs is all I saw

I knew once I got a Beamer, the bitches would come aboard

I pray to the Lord as I'm holding on the sword

And off with your niggas' heads if you come between me and tomorrow

Nike, and I upgraded the Ree's

Real checks is all a nigga sees

So watch where you step and love what you rep

And realize that today is just another test

Say bye to the boy

[Hook: Aaron Wess]

This crazy world

Is all I know

The cars and clothes

It's all for show

So let's start the show

Let's start the show

Let's start the show

Let's start the show

[Verse 2: Wale]

And I'm feeling like the world's at my neck

When your revenue's sufficient you just work for respect

Every verse, every breath, your dollar woes is adios

Minus the arrogance, my these coons' is maricons

Not even close to touching us, what the fuck is up?

Heroes turn to cluckers and sellers turn into customers

All my money coming in plural far as the women love

All my bunnies outta this world like Captain Bucky O

Hair to the small of her back

Probably just wanted a nigga stacks

And tell me that it ain't cause of rap

And I got plans of me calling her back

The ones who never hear back

My type of ho like an error syntax

And I brought Virginia, the District, as well as Maryland back

But I must have done it all with Rey Mysterio's hat

I put my soul in the culture, but what is it giving me back?

Has your niggas mind erased, don't let your memory lapse, boy

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Wale]

Upper echelon spitting, what the fuck is up?

I'm hospitable, blowing on that medical

And I wish that Channel 2 would give a nigga better news

But everybody hanging with us rarely ever knew us

Forever rude hoes, I don't ever need

Can't stimulate me mentally, then we should never be

However we can meet, it's something from you I need

It's something about women I don't need

I'll forever fiend for, even if a nigga team's full

They riding with the styles and that's word to Teen Wolf

You know the team'll do it, cause the team is raw

Don't know your lady's cleaners, but I'm in her jeans as much

Beg for her feature, then angry with me when I be busy

Before I hit it they was telling me "wire over sixty"

Racks for a rap, racks for a rap

Now I see the same niggas, charge 'em for a dap

[Hook]