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PAPOOSE lyrics : "Current Events"

^!$$%s ainâ??t ready to ride no more
They used to try to keep it real
Now they donâ??t even try no more

They donâ??t represent the star no more
Ever since Big died nobody ready to die no more
They donâ??t get murdered when they testify no more

They just tell the whole truth, they donâ??t lie no more
They donâ??t sell real lye no more
When you smoke the same weed it donâ??t even get you high no more

They ainâ??t loyal to they connect, not no more
They just cop one time and they donâ??t buy no more
Canâ??t listen to music when you drive no more

â??Cause they donâ??t make thinking music for the mind no more
50 Cent ainâ??t got beef with JA no more
Jay Z ainâ??t got beef with Nas no more

Too friendly, ainâ??t no competitive side no more
Rap game boring, it ainâ??t even live no more
Here it is, step into my bizz

With the free flow stylo, hand clap like leelo
Iâ??m a winner, spit heavy rotation for the gangsta nation
Got no time for wangsters

Here it is, step into my bizz
With the free flow stylo, hand clap like leelo
Iâ??m a winner, spit heavy rotation for the gangsta nation

Got no time for wangsters
I said Iâ??m better than Jigga â??cause Iâ??m better than Jigga
I ainâ??t no rookie to this %#@!, Iâ??m a veteran spitter

I grew up with jugs men, good fellas and killers
My homies catch a case, man, I sent letter to ^!$$%s
I ainâ??t hating but I ainâ??t getting bread with them ^!$$%s

I feel like it shouldâ??ve been me instead of them ^!$$%s
I wish the doctors and the paramedics was quicker
â??Cause Iâ??m sick with this %#@!, I need my medicine, ^!$$%

^!$$%s talking indirect, I step to them ^!$$%s
I wouldnâ??t give a mother$#&@er if it was ten of them ^!$$%s
Head crack, six ^!$$%s, Iâ??m on a six men spree

Your girl think you a gangsta, I think that (*##$ canâ??t see
^!$$%s say they gonna hit me, your whole clique fear me
I get your head man hit up, they call me Head Man P

You the best in the city, Iâ??m screaming this canâ??t be
You ainâ??t no $#&@ing gorilla, you just a chimpanzee
Here it is, step into my bizz

With the free flow stylo, hand clap like leelo
Iâ??m a winner, spit heavy rotation for the gangsta nation
Got no time for wangsters

Here it is, step into my bizz
With the free flow stylo, hand clap like leelo
Iâ??m a winner, spit heavy rotation for the gangsta nation

Got no time for wangsters
Iâ??m a philosopher, popular for just popping and pastaâ??s up
Rising like the mercury inside a thermometer

You say you off the meter, they lied to you
Iâ??m a thousand more times off the meter like a $#&@ing kilometer
Iâ??m not a big enough star, what are you? Astronomers?

Swallow a hollow â??cause you ainâ??t promised tomorrow
Bloggers and botherers, Twitter follow and followers
Iâ??m @@#!ing a chopper to pop shots like photographers

My third eye focused and like I watch with binoculars
Drug money in my sneakers, foam posit depositor
The coppers be watching but I ainâ??t stopping, Iâ??m tired of you

Middle finger to camera while they watching the monitors
Smoke Ganja from Florida
When I roll a blunt I hold the blunt to my mouth like the player hold a harmonica

Canâ??t stop the drama, it ainâ??t no hot, bro
Iâ??m Barack Obama, Osama Bin Laden, yo
Here it is, step into my bizz

With the free flow stylo, hand clap like leelo
Iâ??m a winner, spit heavy rotation for the gangsta nation
Got no time for wangsters

Here it is, step into my bizz
With the free flow stylo, hand clap like leelo
Iâ??m a winner, spit heavy rotation for the gangsta nation

Got no time for wangsters

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