The Laws Of Power

The Laws Of Power
I ain't never been rich to have gold in my forks.
I know folks that smoke ports with holes in their throats.
I know sheep that's really weak, but think they a goat.
It's not what a nigga have, but what a nigga know.
I wonder when the world will start caring.
Tired of being harassed by these Tom's and Karen's ok.
I used to work at Olive Garden with my brother but i quit.
I got tired of washing dishes and shit.
You earn points for being real but you'll lose em real fast though.
Dreams get shattered like the glass on the backboard.
You running from task force?
Or you running from ya baby momma when she asked for, child support.
But you ain't got it, so you'll see her in court.
Balling like it was sport, but you ain't got nothing to show for it.
But how u riding round with a chauffeur,
And dry snitching on the fam when ya ass don't even know us.
Dont ask me a question, nigga no sir.

Rule number one: never outshine your master.
Or ask a question when you when know the answer.
That dumb shit is a contradiction,
Like smoking a cigarette just for the cancer.
Once a man, twice baby, I'm moving the shit, like a walking pamper.
A nigga get stuck like a deer in the
Headlights, then get bucked: Milwaukee, Tampa.
And I been on the grind trying see another daylight.
Make it wrong if I stay right?
Play chrome or we can play fight,
Ima alligator mixed with a Great White.
God gives and he takes life, so tread, don't walk light.
Hold ya head or walk right.
Into the arms of a poltergeist, nigga lying cause know he vice.
Outcome ain't nothing nice.
Its divine intervention,
Thought outside the box, but my mind in detention.
I was stuck in intermission,
See I had a plan but i fucked up the mission.
Listen, it start with a hustle,
Nobody gonna come up from hoping and wishing.
Cause Niggas love to start friction.
But I don't believe nan one of these Niggas they ass fiction
Fine print in the description.
You either a boss, or playing position.
You say it's a cross?
I say its cruxifixction.
I'm trying to relive all the tension.
They left us in the air.
No suspension.
Did I mention.
We don't get no pension.
Just a bunch of niggas trapped in a prison.
Can't even get a conjugal visit.
Nowadays black folks wanna sit out.
When we died for a sit-in.
Raise ya fist in the air if you with me.
Kill ya self right now if you with them.
They say Black Lives Matter don't matter to them.
Blue lives matter more.
Until the gun shots ring outside they house
And then they sang sad songs, Kenny Latimore.
Gotta stand straight like latitudes.
Just another nigga with a attitude.
Like Dre, PAC, REN, Ice Cube.
When George Floyd died in the hands of
A white man it pissed a nigga off dude.
I'm in the dog house nigga no dog
Food, a revolution is the right move.
This is chess not checkers.
No drive-thru.