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

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 Fuck 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 fuck 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 fuck 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 Fuck 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