SUPER BUCK ft. Guilty Simpson & Sango

Who knew that getting rich would make you come to this? Moving slow when it's a go can make you run the risk You seen them getting bread but failed to get convinced Both feet inside cement you can use a rinse Tell me what he said that made you do the race Cause being down for the cause ain't enough for the bait Oh ye of little faith change your wicked ways Ain't no issue we can't fix with spittle on the face Compensation for sin is like minimum wage 20 years of bad luck is more than a phase You swore to me, you could but historically can't A fatal shot through the door with a horrible case Mmm skip the bullshit and get in position This my real ambition procuring nutrition Death is for sure and war is tradition I know that wisdom is the cure with a crate of munitions So for the sake of the world we call on the Lord This time ain't for peace he bringing a sword Perfect time release we tally a goal Exploit Cali for the gold I'm taking it home Assalamu alaikum Shabbat Shalom The star of David in the moon can we all get along A blood sacrifice as sweet as a song How many years grown men been getting this wrong It's hard for me to be a sheep It's chilly in the D, I really need some TLC

who I am is irrelevant Compounded my residents They wanna impeach my dead presidents They thought they was sick until we settled in And gave them a taste of their own medicine A strong gust for my second wind I'm playing chess but I check a chin Wreck a home when my record spin Your little miss a reminisce So when she knocked yea I let her in Like who's that?

She let me hit doggy I fed her a Scooby snack Avoid setups and booby traps Hustle up for violating ours We fuck them up They sharp with it but we a cut above Your man's in the tropics Not known to dance around topics chicks can still get me to cut a rug Giggin' so far from the mitten My head spinning Bread winning She keeping me buttered up I'm up early And my dog early's up They sick about it Check your pockets And get them knotted Broke boy God bless my opps less So with hateful hearts They spoke joy Crying beneath Smiling faces My oasis Is my bros making it With no dope cases If it's wishful Thinking the ship is sinking The broke deny me The rich believe me And we never miss its easy movie They looking at a clip to see me