BET Cypher 2013

My yute, dem boys, dem a flex

Clap with the nine, better aim for your chest (Lawd)

It ah ring? It ah ring

A little Fergenstein with a little Shabba Ranks

A train of Jamaican girls that love the Cuban links

Got 'em wining like Lil Kim in bikini minks

No Limit soldier with a bunch of little tanks

Hit 'em where it hurts, make them dudes feel the pain

Blood stain on what remains for two gold chains

White gold on my gums like cocaine

'Rari and Jaguar switching four lanes

Top down screaming out, "Money ain't a thang"

I bet the lord never worries, couple niggas buried

See the good die young, gun shots then it's bury

So I'm off in a hurry, I ain't forcing no jury

To convince me, trill shit, I'm trying to stay big free

Got a budget for the lawyer, risk my freedom on the corner

It ain't worth it, making history is more important

My thoughts are soaring, smoking power, Mighty Morphin

Trip to Fiji in the morning, getting jiggy with a foreign

Look I just finished touring, Worldwide residential

It all started with a pencil, now my suite presidential

Laid up with a bad chick, that never had shit

Hold diamonds and guns, you think I'm mad rich

From a crack hole down in hells gate

To a new breath of air and a brighter day

It's a lighter way, I feel good enough

To buy a bunch of real estate, move my mother out her space

Why? Cause it's the new power anthem

And nigga, we the new black panthers

Get your hands up, we in it for the ransom

Money, power, respect: LOX gave us the answer

New World Order say Always Strive and Prosper

I know God is watching over me, wash away my sins

Now I'm in this bitch a longer stay, A$AP nigga

Tell my cousin that I'm on my way, in a hurry

Fuck a hater, I just gotta tie my waist

City on my back like I run a campaign

Baltimore USA, that's my domain

Used to sip mad dog, now it's champagne

Used to rock the bus, now I catch a damn plane

Got a white chick who love cocaine

Chill with filled with a young boys pain

Rob anybody that got a gold chain

From Baltimore where you here the shots rang

Peanut butter insides be the wood grain

Pull up in an all white paints bumming

'bout to blow like nitro, propane already

I wrote this shit in business class, give me jet lag

This for years of oppressions and the set backs

This for chinks, niggas, jews and the wet backs

Crackers towel heads and I can't forget the les, drags

This is Huey Newton with the uzi shooting

The trill Martin Luther fin to spark the ruger

Malcolm X's muslim army marching to ya block

Bring the chopper to your preacher's screaming hallejuehah!

Dear Mr. President, I'm the shit

Hello, White America, suck my dick

They say Lords Never Worry, no hope for the kids

Young blood was a thug caught slugs from a crip

My father, our father, God father

Glocks in the air, HiiiPower

This is Kendrick off a visit Jimi's watch tower

A longer, seems like Martin dreaming for the longest