Nation

My evil expands across the every nation

And it's time to make a real nigga desperation

Who dat? Who dat? I got them saying

But this nation is facing

We young folk here, spitting raw street knowledge

Malcolm x get ya hand out my PO let

Fuck around you gonna need a stint at the doctor

Governing a nation of goners

We stay faded need no occassion

Out to control the entire nation

We young folk here spitting raw street knowledge

They like talking it's like gossip

Blew da fu k up in grey clouds of this k smoke

Caution when. You engage with the common folk

That I'd never ever go broke

Branded a son of a middle class folk

 

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Trying to give them light and a message

Wasted talented now he wearing a tie

Can't land lil roller, I be keeping the fly bitch

I got DAT fucking swag, u don't knwo my fucking dad

Another shack to hack but it on da body sack

Just go in grab a snack shit is so ba k

Rap a Tommy gun