Текст (слова) песни: Othorized F.A.M. f Lord Superb, Polite - 2 Sides

 
[[Intro] Molly-Q (Lounge Mode)] 
Bout to go to the other side (RIGHT!) 
(RIGHT!) That`s right, it`s time to get it on 
You know, cuz it`s like.. 
(You understand what we doin here? 
Do they understand what we doin here?) 
Nah.. (RIGHT! RIGHT!) 
 
[Polite] 
Yo, yo.. 
Eh.. 
 
[Chorus x2: Polite] 
It`s 2 sides of the fence, which one you on? 
Either a friend or foe, if a foe he gone 
Erase him off the face of the Earth, snake from birth 
We still on the block, nigga, puttin in work 
 
[Lounge Mode] 
BITCH! 
It`s love and hate 
Everything is love in the club, I snub-eights 
I smash out the barbeque, great 
Ain`t no real Willies out there 
It`s just silly niggaz talkin bout they bout it 
Yo who the kid with the bad mouth? 
Heard he shout somethin awful at Staten Island niggaz 
We gone get it right, fuck around, we wild tonight 
It`s all good on the wood 
We know the world like we know the hood 
Same shit, guns go off in the night 
New York coppers, New York robbers 
It be a hobby to my niggaz, yo you dare come inside my lobby 
Big guns, big sons, ain`t nothin changed 
In the game, same shit, mothafuckas know the name 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Molly-Q] 
Don`t we come as I walk? King Gunner with Lounger 
I`m Born Invincible, check for me, I`m invisible 
Digital, smoke leaf juice out the cactus 
Dance with the Mantis, broke ya, run rampid 
Slide in with the heat in the tower of death 
Double impact, bangin attack, send ya mind back 
Sex slave, ya bird, all up in ya gossip 
Me and Hass, Clock with rhymes are hypnotic 
Master my art, in the clubs, about to start 
Set it off, Molly cough, the gats never toss 
I`m wanted with my prints on the murder weapon 
Fuel injectin, learn the lesson while I`m blessin 
Tracks like Jeff Gordon, speakin through the porcelain 
Sign O.T.F., big Fourth Horseman 
 
[Break: Molly-Q (Lounge Mode)] 
Out to bank, what? Nothin, baby 
(Aight, that`s so big) Word? 
Word? I`m hoppin that (I got that) 
 
[Chorus x] 
 
[Lord Superb] 
Did a movie with Brooke Shields, been to Central Booking 
Tear Island features and still puttin in workin 
Hurt `em, the hood said, "Hurt `em", vomit murder 
Think of calm-stalkin niggaz in the yard with burners 
Sink of Nana been sick, what a nurse said 
And on the first day, ha ha, the PJ`s be 
Y`all niggaz crazy, what you got the Alzheimers? 
Me and my mans dream of becomin oldtimers 
You get the laundry mats, I got the van service 
Mama born again, hop on to ten churches 
One man, three houses, two hundred purses 
Life insurance, green caddies and young chauffers 
She don`t even make bread in her platinum toasters 
Stay pissy drunk, I never flipped the mattress over 
And this track is over when I do my ad-libs over 
I`m just practice flowin, ain`t even crackers know this 
Not even double albums is half the poem 
Let me in the mic booth, I have to show `em 
See the men mackin it all, you laugh at 
Whodi, he ain`t even 50 Cent, he half a quarter 
 
[Outro: Polite] 
And we O.T.F. in it, the bird is back! 
Y`all got problems, y`all got problems 
Y`all got problems, oooh.. ohh 
Yanahmean? Cream Team, O.T.F., my nigga Lounge 
`Lite up in here, that`s Polite
 

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