Slice of Pie

Gucci, Gucci, goochie, goo
That shit ain't fake, that shit ain't true
A slice of pie for them
A glass of lemonade for me and you
If your pants filled with cash and bills
Going in for the kill like a stilt in the wind
Is a kid from the sidelines, daddy on the lifeline
Delhi never sleeps from the hunger within
Cops roll on the left, drugs flee on the right
Money runs over whatever it sees in sight
It's season time, can't cease their crimes
Might seize a dime for someone's life
Whose life is it anyway? The smog kills the same
Smoke a cigarette, a joint, or a blunt to its name
Being blunt, light one up where the people go
See it burn as they come reaping what they sowed
But it's always been a pleasure, uh
Never has it seemed a chore
Running from sector to sector
There's always something more
I got sneakers dirty in the pot market
Got my jeans torn and broke all my watches
Got my ass to rooftops to catch how high
I could get with all the police watching

Lf somebody here don't get what we do
It's a slice of pie for them
A glass of lemonade for me and you
If somebody here forget what we do
It's a slice of pie for them
A glass of lemonade for me and you
If somebody call the feds, tie your shoes
All the struggling won't end
But that won't mean we gon' lose
Life's a bitch with all these lemons
Better turn them to juice
Ain't no pie gon' last forever
But we've always lemonade for two

Everybody watchin' when she
Drop it on the floor
Cigarette, marijuana, lipstick
And a pack of Skore (Hay ram!)
Use toh unse koi farak nahi
Maa-baap ki uspe koi jakad nahi
Jo bhi woh karegi, teri toh fategi
Usme aur tujhme koi takkar nahin
Nikli thi saat baje, lapete hijab
Waapas aayi, uni me tod fod aur aag
Gundon ne dekha, "Eyewitness ko maar, saali"
Ho gayi farraar, piche launde bimaar
Kone me chupke pakdi apni saans
Ladke the paas, bas ek raasta
Purse mein haath daala, ghoda nikaala
Aaj raat ko tutega har vaasta
Galiyon mein aath baje, Beretta ka vaar
Steady kara aim, dut dut nishaanbaaz
Naari insaafi ke naare lagaane se
Nahin yeh bhook kabhi miti thi yaar
Lawyer bin surrender, rejected plea
Kaam hua khatam, Lucy needs her sleep
Bas naam ab chapega parson ke daily mein
"Kaand kiya ek chaatra ne dilli mein"

Lf somebody here don't get what we do
It's a slice of pie for them
A glass of lemonade for me and you
If somebody here forget what we do
It's a slice of pie for them
A glass of lemonade for me and you
If somebody call the feds, tie your shoes
All the struggling won't end
But that don't mean we gon' lose
Life's a bitch with all these lemons
Better turn them to juice
Ain't no pie gon' last forever
But we've always lemonade for two
Lf somebody here don't get what we do
(You take buckets of acid, and throw it on CRPF men)
If somebody here forget what we do
(Who threw the acid on the paramilitary personnel
There are visuals I have)
If somebody call the feds, tie your shoes
All the struggling won't end
But that don't mean we gon' lose
Life's a bitch with all these lemons
Better turn them to juice
Ain't no pie gon' last forever
But we've always lemonade for two