Affirmative Action - Remix Edited Version

Affirm, the entire firm is being engaged in conspiracy
We have to have somebody on the inside
The FBI so much as spits in your direction
I know you'll do your best to protect the firm (Trackmaster)

Check it, uh
Protect this, n-, for the necklace I throw the death wish
The pretty slim sex sh- to rep this
Remember Fox said this, we on some next sh-
We are blessed this, the scars on our back mean we meant this
To lie for 'em, the 25-sentence to keep my eyes on 'em
I'm straight, knowin' Allah'll shine on 'em

Sh- drugs and drama
Opposite three pretty thugs and a don mama
Fill in the rest, the steel in they chest
When Boogs threw the kiss of death, it was over, and we laid out
Chill, I was open off the way he -, it was real
For real, I was - with mills and he was frag-ile

We wildin', the Brown Stallion stay stylin'
On the low foulin', the whole Firm wildin'
We lucked it, I know the trick - with
On some duct sh-, heard through the grape that she -

The Firm, Sos' and Esco, mad loco
Fox and 'Mega for whatever
And through this cheddar, we gon' stay family 'til we fry, though
The fam'll never split, even if one of us got old
Along with our Kikos, we gon' blaze 'til the brick go
Peep the Na-Na, sweet taboo
'The Firm' tattooed on the ta-ta
Now, tell me what crew will hold it down like we do, Da-Da?

'Til the death of this, murderous moves pursue effortless
Iced necklace, high-priced dressed executives
Peep the grammar, slim built, strong stamina
Long with -
Play for keeps, any shut-eye, you stay sleep
Sh- remain deep, get shells thrown at ya Range Jeep
Giuliani sweep got all the kings goin' up creek
Devil life biz, now, who left controllin' the streets?

No intelligence, strictly slow n- minds are negligent
It's evident, Feds vest-up, raid ya residence
We all for livin', heavyweight Firm division
Mind detect mind, eatin' swine's against my religion
You know the steez, take aim -
It's the prophecies, not the philosophies of Socrates

All thoroughbreds takin' the corners, y'all need to join us
Firm most powerful nation of rap performers
High-class generals, confidants payin' lawyers
Swift as Oscar De La Hoya, Green Beret warriors
Fakes, I peep 'em like the J. Kennedy tape
In the nude with Jude, bustin' all in her face

In other words, yo, you see-through
My man built the Sugar Hill from a sweet tooth
We all eat 'cause I speak truth
Uneducated black youth, street diploma
Teach Greeks and Romans, but the legacy was stolen
It's a Firm thing, generally gleam
I wrote the theme on how to sell a million
While you crabs is mad at ya promotion team

I roll with the nicest
Fox, black Isis pushin' Benz without a license
Gear tight as vice-grips
Nas got 19 wifies, seven sheisty, nine of 'em Pisces
Three white meats under Tai Chi
Wildin', big links is heavy like weights
That you throw on a pit-bull neck while feedin' him raw steak
It's core, take more cake
I take the crown off the so-called king of the town and lock it down!

Yeah, dunn! That's it, dunn!
Y'all n- ripped that sh-, yo, word is bond!
That's that real sh- for all y'all fake mother- out there, yo!
That's how we do it from Queensbridge, n-
The Firm! What!
This is Jungle, yo
Big Jungle, boy, what!
Y'all n- don't want it
Yo, Style, if these n- don't know right now, yo
F- all them n- then



Credits
Writer(s): Jean Claude Olivier, Samuel J. Barnes, Nasir Jones, Inga D. Marchand, Anthony S. Cruz, Cory Mckay, Dave A. Atkinson
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