P.O.L.I.T.E. (feat. BigDee rx & NoThanks)

GI Flow

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GI Flow


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Ya Gi Flow let's do it
What's good man
Peace Nothanks
Here we go again
Another verse from a dumb mother fucker that's thinking he's going to blow again
My times done but I'm sick with this
Spittin' so sharp it could slit your wrists
A bitch this is far from the richest kids
But not quite broke like I'm in the mids with this
Working class
Blue collar work my ass off
Two jobs just to pay for the passports
What you ask for I'm having fun with this
I'm dumb with this my fucking brain numb from this
After all these years you think I'm done with this
Guess what mo'fucka you the dumbest bitch
You can't fake that I know a bunch of mother fuckers that would hate that
But face facts we're the type that would take that
And mold it into something that could really change rap
Ya
I'm slowing it down
Catching my breathe I'm old like a town
Smoking a Lucy right down to the brown
I really don't play that like homie the clown
But I'm holding it down you feel the heat
But I'm cold with the sound
F*ck a beat I'm a rapper first
Just cutting the beat out so I can rap a verse
The classic words spitting out smashing verbs
Or anything else that'll smash you herbs
Ya
I'm the one to broadcast the burbs
Just watching the waves crash as I rap absurd
GI Flow in the building splattering brains all over the fucking ceiling
What else
Nothanks to y'all why y'all mother fuckers bringing shanks to brawl
I ain't done quite yet
You think I keep spitting what is dumb
I bet
Dumb fresh stupid and dope I ain't woke
Just a funny mother fucker with dozens of stupid jokes
Banging at forties door
I quit smoking bougies so maybe there's forty more
Maybe there's forty more
Banging at forties door
Banging at forties door
I don't even know if they're ready for this
Triple threat on the set already equipped
Pack one punch man with the heaviest fist
They blind to the light I already eclipsed
Stand in the shine supply plenty of crisp
From the way that I fry all the many of fish
Tryin to be Gods I already exist
And we really got a prob if you're ready with fists
Two loaves in a basket like feeding the hordes
Like I have returned you believe in the lord
Rhymes so good that I'm feeding the poor
With the way that they listen and greed they absorb
And I'm freeing their souls off they really wanna test this
Outta body experience through headsets
Spontaneously bursting ear drums a deaf threat
If they ain't left yet time to finish um off
BigDee set it off cause we're ready for war
Nothanks in the tank in the back on track and we're ready to blow
Woah
Times almost up now the ball bout to drop
Countdown in time square hanging with dick Clark
Smart Dicks got balls that slap pussies
Banging bitches in dark it's best not to push me
It's just me hear impressing these guys
The last of um left like the book of Eli
Raptured and left like the rest of Evil
Capture attention all in the meanwhile
Stimulating thoughts reviving the senile
Ya it seems wild but I'm not here to play
What you think we doing here playing these games
Who you think you dealing with G, D, and NoThanks
And they really don't know it
Or Sure damn don't show it
Outstanding I'm sure of
Surely Outlandin most of them Opponents
Purely handin' out what most of them throwing
I'm ducking and weave
Uppercut then I'm leaving
Walk away hitters you hitting the cement
Talk away quitters ya missing the meaning
Barkin' all day while I bite with the meanest
Nothiggity Thanks I'm hard wired to your memory banks
You gassed up like auxiliary tanks
I bet artillery banks shorty consistently bang
She my million dollar baby call her Hillary swank
It's like we Bonney and Clyde
She ride or die keep a nine on her side
Bread piled high like pastrami on rye
See lil mami gone ride
And I'mma stay fly till the fuckin day I die
Kamakazi on high show Um what's really popping
I told you I'm on and I get it partna
Y'all broke ass f*ck out here window shopping
Meanwhile I'm at your bitch apartment
On the carpet getting blown like a Nintendo cartridge
Laugh it off I ain't playing
Look I'm just saying
They gone hate it
They can never debate it
See I'm the greatest that's a factual statement
This is natural greatness
It's like I'm in the actual matrix
And I'm the one that's supernaturally faded
But damn it's a testament
That I'm a menace to a Samaritan
Leave um chopped up like a specimen in my experiment
See it's imperative that I show you embarrassment cause your tales are terror and they Just pale in comparison
Sit back and get this perfection
Saw me kill a beat now he in witness protection
I'm quick with the weapon
You slick with the questions
I swear fuckers always gone flip the perception
Yo
Hate Um on your screen all day that's a telethon
Six shooter barrel watch it spin like hexagon
Top notch bars spittin' the upper echelon
Transformer spark with the metal come f*ck with megaton
So what you thought it was a joke
NoThanks BigDee and GI Flow
Murdering the booth like a gang of crows
Pushin' weight with the crew
Got the gang on swole
You don't want the smoke with the click
Get your wig split we be on some big shit
You hoe's on the shit list
F*ck a quick fist
He Can take you out quicker than a bic flick
I got thick grips
Flippin' the powder like it was bisquick
Flippin' the powder like it was bisquick

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Written by: Kevin Brewster

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