| It’s more politics
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| Just Blaze goodlookin'
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| One hand on the pad
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| Other hand is on the bag
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| In a Kaperneck jersey, I ain’t standing for the flag
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| Might as well be the Confederate, the way they so devilish
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| Treat men in blue above the law, like we irrelevant
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| Kill us on the camera, with little to no answer
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| And Ignorance is spread through the street, like it was cancer
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| Even Obama couldn’t do shit, but propaganda
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| Not even Sway, Ye' or Allen Iverson had the answer
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| Monopolies, turned to heath insurance policies
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| And student loans designed to keep you in poverty
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| Shorty, what you gon do wit ya life?
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| Are you gon spend 5 hours a day looking at likes
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| Or you gon get a education, and have you a revelation
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| That saving your soul leads your to permanent salvation
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| Or you go out drinking and falling for temptation
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| Thinking you sleeping with a person, you really sleeping wit Satan
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| Only thing you got when you die is ya legacy
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| And ya soul, let’s hope you ain’t sell it and live heavenly
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| The devil be, over your shoulder and he be plotting
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| So what now?
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| Now it’s up to you to stop him
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| Back in the game like I never left
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| I just spit it even harder each & every breath
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| I got two daughters, now I’m smarter
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| Ain’t no going left
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| I’m going straight to the top
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| My fans know me best
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| Just hit me with the beat, said it’s a loop wit no drums
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| So I’m a go in spit till I got no lungs
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| Every time I’m at bat, I hit a home run
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| The cyphers and boding rappers, that’s what I’m know from
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| I opened up my heart, poured it out for y’all
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| Let you consume a lil bit, like it’s alcohol
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| It’s not that I’m hating man, I’m just looking out for y’all
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| The type of shit y’all rap about, I wouldn’t talk about at all
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| End up like Bobby Shmurda
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| Doing time for the murder
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| When you could have been a wordsmith, spitting shit with a purpose
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| Looking at the game like a parent of a sick child
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| Hoping it’s something we can get thru, and we can fix now
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| Yeah we love the Henny and Moet, and sip that Cristal
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| But look in ya bank account, You ain’t probably got six thou
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| Corporations controlling your mind
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| What you see on ya TV and what you seeing online
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| Capital Hill conferences, just to keep you in line
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| But I ain’t tryna get too deep, I’m just tryna rhyme
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| They said we’d never have a black president, but we did
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| But for the future of the my kids, I continue to Dream B.I.G |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Just Politics , by - Termanology. Song from the album More Politics, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп