(Verse 1)
Came back wit the Hindu weed
Matching the industry
I just want no penalty
I'm Blessing all my enemies
I look in the Middle East
They got the same skin as me
White skin wana blow you up
White skin wana shoot me up
I didn't wana start a war
Way back back in 2001
I don't even got no money
Boy I cannot afford no bombs
They that slick that ran Iran
They that slick that blamed Osama
Say that wicked all they showed
But let me tell you what I know
(Chorus)
Save that lip & starve the cold
They that sick & can't evolve
From that hate that fill they heart
Better hope don't fill yoursoul
With that knowledge in that Apple
I've Bitten now into the apple
3 i's & 5 percent
We the Gods & nothing under
Beat the odds & now we went
In & out into the hassle
33Degrees of knowledge
(Verse 2)
Well i'll gladly hop in the
Driver seat
Drive them curves
Just to grab my keys
While she work....
I'ma be
On a swerve
I'll switch at least
I got cream 4 the girl she want waste
She don't think she got insecure ways
She a trip I don't get in her way
When it's to come relations i don't partake in
None of those percs
Benefit later
Love only hurts
Poppin these perks
Just so it numb me
Dumped by the dirt..
Slumped out the church
Drinking that bourbon
Smoking that turf
Trying to search
4 a connection
That’ll never be measured
I only tell them
There now to dead it
We build that pleasure
Securing this treasure
(Intro / Your Song)
I be the King of the 4
The lead of the sport
The decor you want
I need my a blunt
And some Henny to stunt
Because that's what I want
So if you fucking with a real nigga
Please do me one favor just
Play your song
Your Song
(RepeatX3)
(Verse 3)
The perfect word
Gave them this
Spit the perfect verse
Ask why like Jadakiss
I was made for this
Ran thru I'm on major shit
Stop playing with
The lil nigga...
The man creature
The damn diesel
The Arms Acres
The days in Mayfield
Round table
Playing spades
Sound stable
But damn haters
Escalate us
Make us hate us
Thinking Crazy
Making payments
To change my change
Just to change they brains
Make em think the same
Nigga brand demand
A lil something different
Consisting
But it's always hard when
You on tripping ...
Dumb bitch, you better Come wit it
(Outro)
5 Percent 5 Percent
That is all I give my woman
Paint the picture any clearer
95 short of a hundred
I'ma give her 5Percent
Like I'm mf muslim
This your favorite song & you dance to
The rhythm
Let go of me please
I've been shackled by the song
Been imprisoned by the beat
So I had to sing along
Put a feeling into melody
I thought why this occur
While feeling every single second
From the sound of that one word
LOVE