Hood Politiks (feat. Sebayt) Video (MV)

Uh huh
I wish you could be here to to witness all this greatness
Yeah
My nigga Sebayt talk to em
Rather yet they probably don't even understand
They not meant too

In precisions my decisions may cause collisions in hustling
Inside the prison when I was born they didn't mention that
That there's no winning it's just mom inside the kitchen
And my cousins helping her whip it see that shit inside their
Features bow down to the white man we all slaves we call em
Masters considered bastards and the pallid sit back in laughter
I was dumb when I read that chapter many changes cause my
Rapture got me looking at the pastor like dumb nigga is you dumb nigga
Damn fear god but no man except the one that own you what real light
Have shown through we sinned for equal
Too obey obey no slaves not under graded f*ck
Parading interchanging no scope yet we see just why
We're hated uh the lords my shepherd it's kinda hard
To deny when he fixed my grandma cry what a coincidence
What a surprise now wiped the tears from ya eyes no ones above
The sky please tell me if it's a lie if ain't then why he hide
Ah this cold world is an old girl I I know girls that that owes world
Panties pulled down to feed they kids what a provider in society
He still a hoe but as a group we can't deny ya even though
We really know the deep feelings that lies inside her as the church
Want to divide them like the pope isn't a liar
This cold world is an old girl I I know girls that that know girls I

After this shit right here you Huggie bitches
Go unnoticed though I never actually noticed
Mother f*ckers to be busy focus
Will Smith counter-part Rodrigo Santoro
On some shit you couldn't fathom so what
The f*ck let the lord go two comparisons ya'll
Finding it difficult to forgo we are not similar
Nigga peep the wardrobe getting degrees in sneakers
Educating with designer still you living with your momma
Or ya babies momma's momma speaking commas
When really you nigga's pocket period Sirius X one of
You dumb bitches out living life up in this bio sphere hears
What this nigga's about hold on check it out yeah yeah
I was raised by a crack dealer scolded by the nurse driving
By death so much practically living out of a hearse
Where my streets so hot my mental sunblock wanna purse
That's right carry arms cause arms a get you body church
Niggas come to view when your life becomes pass due
It gets nuts ya close niggas a cashew (Cash you) I have two
Keep my girl with the project behind the project where she
Gives me more neck than a ostrich and so you see where my eyes
Stretch you see where I grew straight from the slums
My nigga I ain't dumb nigga we carry guns now
Watch this shit click for niggas who gotta different opinion
Or different perspective check it so it's all about the craft like
Cheetah raw Oscar Meyer my nigga it's getting better
Or the corner where we sell quarters till they daughters
And tell them that we love them but we don't love em
We just f*ck em and put em in the passenger of these
BMW rides or the Mercedes Benz that I just copped matter
Fact these other nigga's ain't real they buying rental cars I call them
Rental stars these nigga's got rental bars well me I write my verses
Matter fact I don't right cause my pop already left my nigga
Get it insight on my life f*ck ya'll nigga I'm here forever
Matter fact you better understand the God here is whatever