Jay Electronica - Bitches and Drugs lyrics

These days a lot of niggas is wack
All I hear is who gonna bring New York back
The south is this the south is that
Slinging crack in the white tee in the trap
Sippin patron and yak
Ringo hit me up on the jack
And said man spit that spat
And leave that chicken scratch
For frick and frack
Guru told me slow up the flow
Cause science and metaphors will
Slow up the dough
So here we go Gs up hoes down
If rap was like blacks in the sixties
I'm a white cop in riot
Gear ready to hose down
Memo to all I'm settin you hoes down
I'll spray a sick round on any
Sick clown who wanna get down
From Nueva York to Chi-town
Comprende, wack rappers bow when they in
The presence of the sensei
The flow is, muy caliente
Jaydolf spitler, rap hitler one man militia
Burnin niggas live with the scripture
The sound waves shake the dead in they graves
Pro tools'll import the session
From the richter no wonder I'm the victor
If a thousand words is
Equivalent to a picture
Then welcome to the cinema
Shot of wheat grass in the enema
Who wanna style war with the emperor?