Pick a Side
AP or a rollie, time keeper show me
Bring that elevator, UFO be calling
Mama on my case, close it 'fore I'm juged
Westside westside nigga where I'm from
Dark skin shedding light on you individuals
Westside westside nigga where I'm from
Dark skin shedding light on you individuals
You gon see a homeless vagrent on the streets with no shoes
Maybe he a size 10 and you have a pair or two
But instead of pulling through, lend a hand, condescend
You disgrace demean the derelict drifter, now he on the move
How you do that to a begger, how you treat him like no winner
How you moving with non influential adolescent killers
They be killers of morality and confidence I feel
He's been thought it all and seen some shit, he'll tell you what is real
Ain't no spotify in this, but the spot he found ain't shit
Ain't no spotify my nigga, but his spot apathetic
Ain't no spotify in this, listening to old cassettes
Ain't no love up in the streets, government protects his team
Motherfucker pick a side, a superman with kryptonite
How you live a lie and lie to people that gon live for rights
How you move with white supremacist, a jingo with blitzkrieg
Drop a pill in their drinks, parliament mixed with lean
I was drawn to Al Pachino, rather that than wearing chinos
We got Nik Naks and the Snappers, they want USA type Cheetos
Man I love it right here, call it home, pitch to C notes
I want everybody hearing this, South Africa on beast mode
Bitch don't touch that button, bitch don't pull that lever, it's destructive
Go berserk until they bring the grey straight jacket, get it fashioned
Crack my head until the juices of the words you prolly lust
Land on you and your six tracks, Apollo, I'm his golden son
Still a pesent still a black sheep, in this industry
Young youngin's with the peep, the connect, plug a G
No adaptor nor a signal, they done ran cause I was charged
Charged for battery my nigga, hope your energy ain't weak
More important than the president, I claim that on myself
Raise the bar to cloud nine, you done reach your peak, you elf
Get the paper like Aliko, milk the bank up, drought the income
Don't just do it for my momma, every African my blood
Get the paper like Aliko, milk the bank up, drought the income
Don't just do it for my momma, every African my blood
Bring that elevator, UFO be calling
Mama on my case, close it 'fore I'm juged
Westside westside nigga where I'm from
Dark skin shedding light on you individuals
Westside westside nigga where I'm from
Dark skin shedding light on you individuals
You gon see a homeless vagrent on the streets with no shoes
Maybe he a size 10 and you have a pair or two
But instead of pulling through, lend a hand, condescend
You disgrace demean the derelict drifter, now he on the move
How you do that to a begger, how you treat him like no winner
How you moving with non influential adolescent killers
They be killers of morality and confidence I feel
He's been thought it all and seen some shit, he'll tell you what is real
Ain't no spotify in this, but the spot he found ain't shit
Ain't no spotify my nigga, but his spot apathetic
Ain't no spotify in this, listening to old cassettes
Ain't no love up in the streets, government protects his team
Motherfucker pick a side, a superman with kryptonite
How you live a lie and lie to people that gon live for rights
How you move with white supremacist, a jingo with blitzkrieg
Drop a pill in their drinks, parliament mixed with lean
I was drawn to Al Pachino, rather that than wearing chinos
We got Nik Naks and the Snappers, they want USA type Cheetos
Man I love it right here, call it home, pitch to C notes
I want everybody hearing this, South Africa on beast mode
Bitch don't touch that button, bitch don't pull that lever, it's destructive
Go berserk until they bring the grey straight jacket, get it fashioned
Crack my head until the juices of the words you prolly lust
Land on you and your six tracks, Apollo, I'm his golden son
Still a pesent still a black sheep, in this industry
Young youngin's with the peep, the connect, plug a G
No adaptor nor a signal, they done ran cause I was charged
Charged for battery my nigga, hope your energy ain't weak
More important than the president, I claim that on myself
Raise the bar to cloud nine, you done reach your peak, you elf
Get the paper like Aliko, milk the bank up, drought the income
Don't just do it for my momma, every African my blood
Get the paper like Aliko, milk the bank up, drought the income
Don't just do it for my momma, every African my blood
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