Lyrics:
the state
I been moving in M.I.A, moving by myself
Money chasing ass nigga with a grudge up on his self
Fuck a chip up on my shoulder, it's a chick up on my
Rock 'em out the club
Then buy 'em a bottle of champagne
From the bar compliments of E Dub
I be the one to cause the confusion
Twist your mind
a fucking drive-by
Riggety rolled on them slow in the Cadillac
Silkk behind the wheel, me and King in the pack
Master P in the passenger seat getting
like a puddle
So I trained myself to hustle like nobody hustled
I built an empire in my mind him sire on the shrine
Reciting through the wire line by
winning choice
This helps to give smaller states with few voters a voice
The one with 270 votes will win
January 20th, they'll become Prez
to Michigan up to Maine
You may find a diner down in Georgia or
Carolina off the twenty by the piggly wiggly
In the country out of Waynsboro
Or when
of heart
Some say a lot of nerves
The man had a lot of smarts
The man with the million dollar words
Led by example
Righteous people wanna follow
Take
back, I'm at peace at night
No more cops, no more Rodney King's
No more peekin' out the curtain wit' the rifle by any means
AIDS don't exist, plus my
himself for 30 pieces and a hilltop view
So I could sit beside Him with this 20/20 vision
So we could rule the Kingdom with a heavenly perspective
You
knees, building go-karts with the team
Finding bamboo by the stream, made kites we flew in the street
Racing scooters and that, before the moving of sacks
So here we are in the past
Thought it would be a blast
Twenty-first century
Here we are now at last
We built a spacetimeship
Some free download site
We be cloning human beings With our semen
Women clothed in the middle East cleaning
Let em eat giving feast strictly Speaking
Twenty thirty vitamin c
free but the church cost money
And he gon make you run it every sunday
I used to be the xmas king boy i wanted everything
I measured your love by what
in that beamer together (Skrrrr)
We finna ride forever (Forever)
We finna die together
Twenty four seven I think about you and the things we could do
reminded of the memories
Feels my death is coming to my 20's
Back in my day was a life full of lies
Waited for the day I'd meet my demise
I don't really
clubs, filthy whores
Somebody daughter getting ten singles to drop her drawers
Crack fiends buy new tv for twenty beans
Niggas trynna get money, police
The playing fields of Eton
Have made us frightfully brave-
And though if the Van Dycks have to go
And we pawn the Bechstein Grand,
We'll stand
By
Ratify the E.R.A
E.R.A. E.R.A. Ratify the E.R.A
Equality of rights under the law shall not be denied or abridged by the United States
Or by any state
collar, chill
Live and die for dollar bills
Put my heart up in this pill
Let my soul die in the field
I get scoped by fake or real
And I'ma keep this
intercepted and the game done ended
Reptile shit these niggas just keep switching
So I pitch with the 20/20 QB vision
5s 10s 20s the money machine clicking
Keep
the Junction put the car on cruise
Thanksgiving in the spot it's a lot of food
Bitch have you ever seen 20,000
Momma bust into the room I was 20 counting
I feel
think about in twenty years
Reminiscing, feet up on the couch, saying
I remember that summer
The last summer
The last summer
The last
We were strangers in
dollars to bigga figgas
Just like madame dame said, all about the skrilla killa
Heavyweight, dope by the freight, headed to yo state
Call me Mr.
ever had the grind right
See you haters in my hindsight
20/20 and I'm stacking 20s
Talking smack I just find it funny
Under wraps like a fuckin mummy
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