P.O.C.
The uncivilized uncomfortable
Like the intake nurse for doctor Huxtable
Can you see me
I'm walking into traffic distracted
By all the real news, making the God pop his fabric
I always knew you niggas needed me
Flippin' bars till my reputation preceded me (uh)
(South Side) It's South Side Lucas County
Where murder rate and methods all deflate the economy
Savage and unseen versus righteous and all visible
The Culture Power Equal in Ciphers will make 'em miserable
No I don't do no c-low, but Papi from Pelan
He don't see no hear no evil elevation all as one
I been tellin' all the steppers get the fuck up off my lawn
'Till you smoke a law enforcement pack ya lackin' ether son
Don't you let 'em make you dumb
They oppress you overcome
Understand baby promise you the best is yet to come
I need a free dome to make it home
These brainstorms
They got my niggas mixing all they chromosomes
They caught Jesus slippin' and set the crucifixion
Then Judas and Brutus begot the R.I.C.O.
These niggas get to trippin when yo mind strong
It ain't no muthafuckin' problem when my cannon on
Safe to semi, is I, can I save her
Hell naw, she fucked up needin' too many favors
Bitch please, I gotta be free from naysayers
Substitute my players
Rotation and spacing 'em
Like a turn style in subway stations
When ain't nobody waitin'
A stampede on MC's I'm facin'
Cocksucker get a heartbreak boot to the face and
Ain't a trick been invented
That I'm giving no space in, my mind
See you flash yours, I stash mine
You giving up yo freedom tryna shine on some bullshit
Let 'em too close they do the most
See a bitch cop a bitch let her go
It's just George nigga blow
Check her once and now it's twelve at yo door (whoa)
So here we go
No balance in her justice
That pussy polarizing
You hate her but you fuck it
Vance Street nigga
Break 'em down into quarters
Cutie pies they fly
Plus three more they solar
Make 'em play the back like side hoes and molars
Bet you bite a piece of this game, a nigga polar
Plan proper, and perform with the knowledge droppers
Feed these bitches with dick yes I'm a scholar
Physically and mentally equal in all my symmetry
Classroom courtroom street justice my trinity
Free niggas quality giving' em what they want
If they give a fuck and put that E in the front (yessir)
Like the intake nurse for doctor Huxtable
Can you see me
I'm walking into traffic distracted
By all the real news, making the God pop his fabric
I always knew you niggas needed me
Flippin' bars till my reputation preceded me (uh)
(South Side) It's South Side Lucas County
Where murder rate and methods all deflate the economy
Savage and unseen versus righteous and all visible
The Culture Power Equal in Ciphers will make 'em miserable
No I don't do no c-low, but Papi from Pelan
He don't see no hear no evil elevation all as one
I been tellin' all the steppers get the fuck up off my lawn
'Till you smoke a law enforcement pack ya lackin' ether son
Don't you let 'em make you dumb
They oppress you overcome
Understand baby promise you the best is yet to come
I need a free dome to make it home
These brainstorms
They got my niggas mixing all they chromosomes
They caught Jesus slippin' and set the crucifixion
Then Judas and Brutus begot the R.I.C.O.
These niggas get to trippin when yo mind strong
It ain't no muthafuckin' problem when my cannon on
Safe to semi, is I, can I save her
Hell naw, she fucked up needin' too many favors
Bitch please, I gotta be free from naysayers
Substitute my players
Rotation and spacing 'em
Like a turn style in subway stations
When ain't nobody waitin'
A stampede on MC's I'm facin'
Cocksucker get a heartbreak boot to the face and
Ain't a trick been invented
That I'm giving no space in, my mind
See you flash yours, I stash mine
You giving up yo freedom tryna shine on some bullshit
Let 'em too close they do the most
See a bitch cop a bitch let her go
It's just George nigga blow
Check her once and now it's twelve at yo door (whoa)
So here we go
No balance in her justice
That pussy polarizing
You hate her but you fuck it
Vance Street nigga
Break 'em down into quarters
Cutie pies they fly
Plus three more they solar
Make 'em play the back like side hoes and molars
Bet you bite a piece of this game, a nigga polar
Plan proper, and perform with the knowledge droppers
Feed these bitches with dick yes I'm a scholar
Physically and mentally equal in all my symmetry
Classroom courtroom street justice my trinity
Free niggas quality giving' em what they want
If they give a fuck and put that E in the front (yessir)
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Writer(s): Wilmot Williams
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