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Just Listen, Please Just Listen

Sheiks in Saudi Arabia slanging them poppy plants, got them living in Arcadia, way up in them mountains, in the clouds, in gold brick mansions surrounded by alligators, standing barefooted on yellow, jubilee diamond escalator’s, a Billion dollars just sitting there, to get to it just press B on the elevator, got President Putin on hold, for he a d*ck taker -n- player hater, got Obama on the other line, while Michelle listens in sipping wine, look Barack I need a favor, so he sent the Marines, Air Force -n- the Navy in case China tries to invade me, brought every crook in the capitol a Mercedes, pay Show Time to pay Mayweather to entertain me, Chopo pays my second in command that, then pays me, he wouldn’t be on the run, if he just would have listened, painful experience when you find out your right hand snitching, could Raphael paint a better picture of a man’s children missing, and a wife f*cking her husband’s enemy on the counter in the kitchen, -n- the curtains were see through, so the FBI could take pictures, capturing what their eyes visioned, on the road to riches comes with witnesses that can’t mind their business, so they talk until someone falls victim, now them same crooks that broke law -n- did business with you, persecuting -n- prosecuting you with their Judiciary System, now maybe if I would had listened -n- become an electrician, I wouldn’t be in prison for chasing the devil’s vision, so I plugged into my connect -n- start living how he was living, with all the riches, cars, clothes, jewelry, homes -n- bad b*tches, now my right hand snitching, my wife f*cking -n- my children missing, how can the same judge who broke law with me, hand me down my sentence, a lot of people are, but I ain’t snitching, them Fed boys have provided me with the paperwork -n- pictures, now I sit in my cell -n- say to myself I should had listened, I should had listened, can’t win when these people snitching, not Raphael, not Leornardo, nor Picasso, only Nakameche with a pen could paint this picture, just listen, we can’t beat their sytsem, and they ain’t never gonna stop snitching, sitting in prison for chasing the devil’s vison, so I sit, for I ain’t snitiching, just listen, please listen.

Just Listen
Please Listen
For it’s too many
Of us in this
Position, Million
Dollar Men, now we asking
A broke ass CO
For permission

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