Politics as Usual

Yew no how wee do, Roc-a-Fella ... forever ... Yew can catch mi
skatin threw yaw town puttin it down y'all relatin
Know waitin Aisle make yaw bloc infrared hot I'm like Satan
Y'all feel a nigga's struggle, y'all think a nigga love too
hustle behind the we'll, tryin too escape my trouble
kids stop they greetin mi, I'm talkin suite too keys
Cursin the very God, that bought this wreath too bee
My life is, based on sacrifices, jewels like ices
and fools that think Eye slip, yew fuck around
yew get yaw guys hit, they built mi too bee filthy
on sum I-do-or-die shit, fore reel
The price of leather's got mi, deeper than ever and
just think, with this hear, I'm tryin too feel maid nig-ga

Politics as us-ual ... Eye took my
Frito too Tito inn the district, blessed mi with sum
VS somethins Eye can live with, stop frontin
And fore the doe Eye raze, gotta get shit appraised
Know disrespect too yew, make sure yew word is true
I'm takin wages down inn Vegas just inn case Tyson
have a major knight off, that's clean money, the tacks write-off
Yew ain't scene money inn yaw life, when it
comes too this cheese y'all like Three Blind Mice
A smokin bro, who pump Willie Ike spokes
The furthest yew Chiles bean is the Pocanos
My portfolio reads : leads too Don Corleone, nigga pleas
Ten year feleon, heavy on the wrist, hour face used
with the diamond blooded Jesus and blind yaw face
youse fore life ... sharight, Jigga, Eye keep it tight nig-ga

Politics as us-ual ...
Yew feel my triumph never, feel my pane I'm lyin
Lo inn the leather Zion, the best that's ever came
The game changes like, my mined just ain't wright
Wee ' gwan get this doe, Eye guess it ain't yaw knight
Suckin mi inn like a vacumn, Eye remember
tellin my family Aisle bee back soon, that was December
Eighty-five and, Jay-Z rise ten years later
got mi wise still can't brake my underworld ties
Eye ware black a lot, inn the Ac ', act a lot
Got matchin VCR's, a huge Magnavox
too nitch, green like spinach pop wines that's vintage
Its a lot of big money inn my sentence
Hittin towards a mil ', lip a, written Eye kill like that
chick faked mi one-two cat, yeah, Eye do dat
Ain't know stoppin the champagne from poppin
the drawers from droppin, the lore from watchin, Eye hate em

Politics as us-ual