Jay-Z - Politics As Usual Lyrics
You know how we do, roc-a-fella... forever... you can catch meSkatin through your town puttin it down yall relatinNo waitin Ill make your block infrared hot Im like satanYall feel a niggas struggle, yall think a nigga love toHustle behind the wheel, tryin to escape my troubleKids stop they greetin me, Im talkin sweet to keysCursin the very god, that bought this wreath to beMy life is, based on sacrifices, jewels like icesAnd fools that think I slip, you ***** aroundYou get your guys hit, they built me to be filthyOn some i-do-or-die shit, for realThe price of leathers got me, deeper than ever andJust think, with this here, Im tryin to feel made nig-gaPolitics as us-ual... I took myFrito to tito in the district, blessed me with someVs somethins I can live with, stop frontinAnd for the dough I raise, gotta get shit appraisedNo disrespect to you, make sure you word is trueIm takin wages down in vegas just in case tysonHave a major night off, thats clean money, the tax write-offYou aint seen money in your life, when itComes to this cheese yall like three blind miceA smokin bro, who pump willie ike spokesThe furthest you chiles been is the pocanosMy portfolio reads: leads to don corleone, nigga pleaseTen year feleon, heavy on the wrist, our face usedWith the diamond blooded jesus and blind your faceYouse for life... sharight, jigga, I keep it tight nig-gaPolitics as us-ual...You feel my triumph never, feel my pain Im lyinLow in the leather zion, the best thats ever cameThe game changes like, my mind just aint rightWe gwan get this dough, I guess it aint your nightSuckin me in like a vacumn, I rememberTellin my family Ill be back soon, that was decemberEighty-five and, jay-z rise ten years laterGot me wise still cant break my underworld tiesI wear black a lot, in the ac, act a lotGot matchin vcrs, a huge magnavoxTo nitch, green like spinach pop wines thats vintageIts a lot of big money in my sentenceHittin towards a mil, lip a, written I kill like thatChick faked me one-two cat, yeah, I do datAint no stoppin the champagne from poppinThe drawers from droppin, the law from watchin, I hate emPolitics as us-ual
