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[Forte` - Speaking]Political science...The study of politics, mixed with science...Speak on it, baby...[Jeni Fujita - Singing Chorus]As I look in your eyesI see the sunriseI see the moonshine![20 Grand Pikasoe - 1st Verse]I`m from the days of the Colt 45`s and gang bangersCocaine slangers who sliced doors, no time to cook upThem niggas like rawIt`s all about the dollar now, white powder nowHe owed us money so I watched my niggas tie him downThe conflict is crucial, police is neutral in this battlefieldWhere the battles grill, like cattles grill for a platter milI even watched little Darryl dealI love the ghetto, hate the ghettoMust`ve been a genius who helped make the ghettoSo I sit back and taste the `rettoI got beef, how can you misplace my metal?It`s a sob story, it`s bad the way they robbed ToryOf course, must`ve been religious`Cause they took a small tainin` acrossWrong game to play, bossEvery night`s a bug outThey shot up every corner where I hung outSome nights I cry to thisEven though it`s posi-flip (?)[Jeni Fujita - Singing chorus]It`s like the sunriseJust like the moonshine!The rain stops, and your girl smiles...just for you (Yeah)For you don`t know, the love I have for you![Forte` - 2nd Verse]Mommy, I keep my name on your brain like MissyWith The Rain, I`m from the school of stolen sneakersSpeakers and heavy chains, no lieTo the knowlie, why?God see I , learned the ways of the street, degrees in Poly SciMany days under heatIt pays for sticking himWatch him beast on the lean, routine curriculumBlack vans, maybe a TransAm, exams get donePop Quiz, figure out them niggas who hit sonGod give, God take awayAnd it`s easy to seeSpell `til, the lord kill indiscriminatelyWe infinitely excel, keep the fans compelledThe bigger picture, watch the ones who`re wit` yaI clean the pie, and seen `em dieTravel life more than onceMaybe, me and I...had been greeted by, so many conceded eyesThat`d be wise, when I met too many girls around the worldAnd delete the lies[Jeni Fujita - Singing Chorus]It`s like my music, a new tune you never heardHear, your heart beatThe bass hits! And you feel itIt`s real it`s not a sample! I saw you playing my piano!Unh-Huh![Forte - 3rd Verse]Now I, rock jew-els now and thenA little lights - n - platinumA little beef on the street, no harm in clappin` themSavage nations, ghetto life no ramificationsDead debating, keeping every crackhead basingMy auntie steady saying that we wasting, moneyI like tasting, the finer things in life, like a masonPolice, plague - hatin`Everything that the court ownBrownsville would pry, classified as a warzoneThe Brook god, so trifeOriginale low-lifeTo sport it, boost it, the ghetto can`t afford itTrade it, sort it, stress, new port itNo tags never orderedYou broke it, you bought itA twenty five - to life, my little son-son caught it`Til this day, we admit it, that we did it, he `gon bid itKept his mouth shut, and never shittedOn who his murder flirted with death

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