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Rich and Black (feat. Nas)

And regardless to how much power you have

When God sends prophets and messengers

They don't care nothing about your power

Because they come from Thee powerRare nigga, I'm a wonder, your best success is my worst blunder

Feds tapped the number

Jury Jacqueline Onassis could appreciate

Weed to alleviate the pain, Eddie Kane, Richard Pryor, pinky ringWatch ya conduct nigga, full pardons for my niggas that's livin'

You guessed it, models, y'all keep 'em if they anorexic

Love 'em but can't trust 'em, hate 'em but won't bust 'em

Cake in the savings, spinning wisdom it's like a customTats of Hieroglyphics, lipstick on the collar

I got more to lose than you do but I'm a rider

When did the rules change? Y'all livin' trendy on pennies

Meetin' deadlines with ease, no gainYou fire, I'm butane, gave the Timbs ostrich belts

These are the times that I surprise myself

My niggas lookin' like Black Crowes at packed shows

The don voice stay pristine like I'm still 17I'm rick, black, African, rockin' a golden Mack

Trailing leather Gucci leggings on my back

Willied by some hoodlum in the trench

Rinse these niggaz, 86 gazelles, dicing their defenseMike Tyson disciple, trifle with my pen, it's a rifle

16 ways to shoot you through your Chrysler duke

Exhalin' with niggaz the jails argue

Bring the best niggas to the table, I'll sick 4 of my whales on youCustom wooded speakers rock Elise's

Run from polices, dump on creatures, holidays with preachers

Stainless Steel watches ostrich turtlenecks, here's the deal

If we can't come in, they can't have the fieldBones ya Sisco, murder instrumentals

Kanye porsche rap, how many horses live official?

I run with generals that flash Uzis in interviews

My shit is deep, we fly swimming dudeVerse 2 gotta be all murder just like the first verse

Timbs yellow like the hair on a Malibu surfer

Yellow like my Harry Winston glistenin' arm B

Yellow like New York City piss stained concreteThat's right yo, who voted toastin' in the wind?

Las Vegas odors, what you know

Leave it right here, we go to the Lotus

Put a package on your head, be promoted

Keys in effect, paying these dumb fuckin' D's off a donutsI hate to see you acting like a slave

To get an advance here, an advance there

Because somebody else controls your destinyI'm rich, black, umbrella calico captain

Wes Craven with a blade and a black

From hood ornaments, junkies win awards in my tournaments

My shit is listed like informants picsYou know we order hits, planes fire, niggas is sure to get ya

Whether in Costa Rica, Lisa she's sure to twist ya

Eatin chow lo mein with chopsticks, glocks with aim

Watermelon chips, pop some painFrom all the riches niggas forcing out they feelings kid

Whether in hallways or boats, now feel us kid

Out in Alaska in the Astons, remember my passion

Hungry wolf who never eat in his castleBolivian connects wrestlers yeah

Chef ambidextrous, quick to back you in like the Lexus shit

Hunted by the FBI, we gracious

More demonstrations shit is tough milk it, carnationIt was the Shaolin

The Shaolin? Never

Never?

The poison your master drunk is familiar to the Shaolin MonksWe don't talk, you're gonna die

My lord, enough

Quiet down

There's no point to it, he's just like his master

He's not gonna tell you

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