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Politics

Yo

It's all about politics

Yo hmmm Yo

Check, check

Steady, steady

Pop, Pop, Pop, PopIt's all about politics in this game

Who ya know, How to make ya doe maintain

Gotta make them know the last name

Or gotta have a steady back frame

Just to keep yourself up

In my position no one else will help me up

And maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm not

Maybe I had it up to hear with that

I could get what you got, from your father

Cousin whatever relative, their the ones that got you signed

And you still ain't sellin' kid

hmm, kinda makes me wonder and frown

Got all these mutherfuckers trying to make moves in the underground

Trying to make moves, y'all about to lift off

Pretty much the reason why this wackness is hip hop

y'all need to make this shit stop

Put away your gimmickry to act for Chris Rock

I'm sick of hearing rappers trying to spit with no effort

y'all leave me disappointed like the 44 on the corner record[Chorus: x2]

Now for my people on the side lines trying to make it spittin'

Ya need to recognize its steady politicking

It's doesn't matter 'bout your skill, ain't nobody gonna listen

Unless you know someone, cause its steady politicking[Verse Two]

Ever since day one I never rhymed for green

never had nobody pullin' strings behind the scenes

And never had nobody with their hand around my shoulder

teaching me the industry, I learned as I got older

Did it on my own, made a name, kept it true

Never asked your opinion, keep it quiet less your crew

And fuck press reviews, when they talk like they got lines

Always trying to front, you write articles not rhymes

Don't let it get confusin', but if it comes to me and

we going toe to toe y'all losin'

Lyrically exclusive, verbally abusive, on a class track

makin critics look stupid

This ain't a optic allusion stop the confusion

I'm white and I drop tight music

Over looked, under used stop the presses

y'all in class now and ya failed the fuckin' test kidSteady, politickingAnd either way when I started I lacked vision

You never found class on the mic ass kissin'

I tracks hit 'em with velocity, authority

Doing what I gotta, make it hard for you ignore me

Try to block this out your mind

See what happens when I'm bold to knock you out your prime

I ain't trying to tell nobody you ignore the rhyme

But if I do, I'll leave your ass broken without a dime

So keep that on your mind[Chorus]

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