Principle (feat. Micwise & Roy Simmons)

Things could be so simple dawg
Just some principle
Shit
And they wonder why the world going crazy

You broke a bond
That's so pitiful
And what you call love is hysterical
But no surprise, humans are predictable
It ain't about the money, just the principle

I show these niggas a part like a Buddhist
Give them hope
I'm really the reason why he doing music
Now he dope
From Demo Fruity loops to turning Judas
Hear the Joke
Saw a couple shekels and they be like Jesus
My God

They say keeping it real is what you should try
But every time, keeping it real got me crucified
I never cried, I'm thugged out, I ain't pussified
ill Payne a real Negus, put that on Selassie I
bun the pope and nasty guys

I'm living my life sucker free
I'll never say fuck you unless it's fuck me
If it's war, I bring the K like im knock knee
Let you lay where Sheol and the rocks be
Give them hell

You beg for money never call back
You tapped your dog bitch behind your dog back
You did a crime and snitch, you what we call rat

The fake can't picture the real like Muhammad
So my piece be upon him

You broke a bond
That's so pitiful
And what you call love is hysterical
But no surprise, humans are predictable
It ain't about the money, just the principle

You broke a bond
That's so pitiful
And what you call love is hysterical
But no surprise, humans are predictable
It ain't about the money, just the principle

Trusting individuals can't be real love if it's conditional
Tough pill to swallow but nothing is medicinal
Say my spending of funds, it isn't pivotal
But still you lean on me, need to be tougher with your principles

Carry on that your duffel to the brim is full
Then try to eat off my bag, yo your customs hypocritical
You suckers living miserable, your hugs, the shit is cynical

A power play nowadays, puzzling and pitiful
You slowly notice, still the same bloke when I was low
the brokest, faking it, don't know the poses
Principles I hold the closest

From phony hoes it used to be turned up, mostly noses
But now I'm quick to curve back baby, scoliosis
My home was an abode to roaches
Ironically they no longer disgusted knowing what homie grosses

These days it ain't that my heart is froze in coldness
I'm just yearning for a different type of trophy Kobe focus

You broke a bond, that's so pitiful
And what you call love is hysterical
But no surprise humans are predictable
It ain't about the money, just the principle

Aint about the money
Just the principle
Keep your distance from me
Just the principle
No
Just the principle
It ain't about the money, just the principle



Credits
Writer(s): Oronde Martin
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