Lyrics:
Office anyplace in the free
World must make obeisance to God
Or risk immediate opprobrium our
Press accurately reflects the religious
Nature of our society
Fuck Whitehall I was beefin with chief of police yea
Had his weak team cut my lights off
I remember lastmeeting in his office when told me
To get
to eat to earn my keep
To ensure somewhere to sleep and spend the weekend buying shit
Don’t need economists to know I need pot to piss
Follow politics
the trenches
I'm chief economist, I put money on your clique Economy, economy, what the hell you did for me
Some people broke, now they be looking for a money
knowledge take ya college dont acknowledge shit
Economys demolished u aint teachin no economist
Reach in to a pocket its
The secret to ya politics
Tell us
on the furnace
And pump the smoke into the oval office
We'll finally have some world peace
When we all inhale with the chief
O say can you see
Our country needs
is the night of your destiny
Let it all hang out and
Let the fun begin
School and teachers
Fuck them all
Offices and chiefs
Fuck them all
Pessimists
Normality the high chief
Ye I don't mis flight
No one specially made for you
We work it out
You know I'm traditionally made
Everyday N'na Ata cola
I’m an office gangster
Original prankster
The only way you’re safe is if I do not outrank ya
If you do not follow me just get out of my way cos
I’ll
don't know how to be humble like me
Hit him in his shit make him stumble on chief
If he want smoke then we servin' that beef
Baby Reese pullup put
York, it's a pain in the ass!
The city's crowded as fuck, and it's covered in trash.
And the sanitation chief just shoved his shit in my face;
Another
The city's crowded as fuck, and it's covered in trash
And the sanitation chief just shoved his shit in my face
Another transit strike? oh fucking great!
I
what's wrong? The crowd's gone
So help me out kit 'cause this thief has to be caught
Radio the chief of police, get a report
Chief of Police said
a Fisker
She went and got your bitch, I rolled up
Thought it was a Fisker
Sat his ass down in my office
Then dismissed him he say he wanna smoke
I wanna
Yes, yeah, it's chief rocker, Busy Bee
Y'all don't know what time it is right now
I got my main man Marley Marl
My motherfuckin' main man, KRS-One
Lets tell a story by the camp fire
pass me the blunt
now its my turn
chief up with you
is what i'd rather do
over senseless spendings now
lets tell
office, my running mate will take my place
You will remember my face
State of the union I do declare
Defend the Constitution I solemnly swear
Dishing out
tattoo my name up on his ligament (kyuh, kyuh)
Fuck wrong with them? My nerves they keep tweakin' (Holiday Season, nigga)
Tell 'em I'm the chief, I'm
haha he won!
Stand on your feet the new
Black commander in chief
You see the voice of the
People can’t be defeated
We got together and demanded what we
ligament (Kyuh)
Fuck wrong with them
My nerves they keep tweakin’
(Holiday Season, nigga)
Tell them I'm the chief
I'm runnin' with Mohikans
Tell them this is
Since Robespierre slaughtered half of France!
And Indian chiefs with their old beliefs know
The balance is undone, crazy ions
You can feel it out in
Since Robespierre slaughtered half of France!
And Indian chiefs with their old beliefs know
The balance is undone, crazy ions
You can feel it out in
please
Give her to god, she's deceased
I let the Visa speak
A nigga need don't need receipts
I pass the torch, don't need to chief
Doing my job
Need
been a mayor, run for office on election day
Instead I'm dropping tracks, in a trap, via section-eight
Wait
You wasn't ready for this
Chief-Tone, grown
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