48 Laws of Power

If you trade me an hour I’ll trade you money and power I made you clean your fucking act up like you’re fresh out the shower I’ve been keeping my focus because I’ve been making a ruckus You’ve been making a ruckus? Bitch I stay in a ruckus! For any reckless motherfuckers that want to try to roll with us It’s like $100,000 limit up in this bitches I’m like a mystic in physics I raise the bar of the limits N’ I ain’t ever been limited by my bars on my lyrics, so let’s go! Yeah, yeah, yo! And if you fill yourself with chemicals or smoking weed or edibles The feeling is so incredible were laughing so hysterical It’s some crazy kids growing up in America I’m feeling the feeling like I want to live And the things that I want to be able to give Have been limited by the inhibited thoughts That are blocked out by the gun shots Of the swat team on the night watch With their guns drawn in the parking lot They want to gun me down But I won’t stop No I CAN’T stop Until my disk drops bitch I’m back from space and I’m feeling this feeling A spark a blunt up to the face and I’m loving my living When I had no fucking paper and my bank account was zero I might have to grab a baggie and then roll up to the dealer You know, everyone you know doesn’t get the fucking picture It’s like why should we even figure When these political figures they pull out their trigger fingers And start extorting on my brothers They so hungry for the money They should probably grab a snickers I’ll kick em’ out like a kicker Cam newton with my digits Making seven fucking figures I’ve been going to the dentist for a minute I’ve been in it I got so many fucking fillers I can fill a fucking minute, I just did it People always hating, bitches say I’m cynical I haven’t even begun to begin to reach my pinnacle Identical to no one else A motherfuckin star! N’ I ain’t gonna stop until I am a rap God