Papoose - University of the Streets lyrics
[Papoose - University of the Streets lyrics]
Mhm yeah (yeah)
Uh huh
Mainstream America don't know that I'm nice
But they respect me for the love
That I show to my wife
If they was steppin' to the mall
When I'm holdin' my mic
They would see I keep a dead body over my ice
Those who follow true Hip-Hop
Know I'm precise
So they salute the general when
I throw on my stripes
They respect the substance within the
Flow that I write
But they download it for free when
They go on them sites
So they didn't buy the album
I show 'em the light
I guess ten dollars was too much
When I told 'em my price
I'm a psychotic, bionic, applied knowledge
University of the Streets, my college
Diabolic calisthenics, type brolic
That LV in my pocket, fly wallet
Sawed-off twelve gauge, I got it
That shotgun make your car
Jump like hydraulics
Bed-Stuy's hottest, make movies, biopic
Pop your eyeballs right out
Of your eye sockets
You won't take the shot, you chump, I shot it
You claim you would
But your wood is dry rotted
The champion sound
I come here with the champion sound
Let me tell 'em this
I will electrocute a soundboy and
Let them hold them corner
'Cause when it comes to music
Here we are the gorgon
America is more so a colonial
Power than they because
She is a hypocritical colonial
Power behind it
What does your fanbase consist of?
Kids who use prescription drugs?
Older men following young girls
In the strip clubs?
Rappers claimin' they gang members
Just to get buzz
Gang members claimin' they rappers
Just to get love
Y'all confusin' the audience
Y'all got it mixed up
You the lil' homie, my nigga
You ain't the big Blood
You ain't speak against this
Shit? Hypocrite thug
The only time you open your mouth
Is when you dick suck
Anybody hear me? Does anybody hear me?
These rappers can't see me
They legally blind, barely
I was in my prayers talkin' to
God hopin' he hear me
While you sittin' on your
IPhone talkin' to Siri
I'm feelin' kinda leery
The Devil must near me
Yellow-bellied sap suckers, you bird niggas
Canaries i do this for my granny, my mammy
And aunt Mary
We all one family, they handled us unfairly
They so not manly, cowards who pop Xanis
You do not scare me
So you should not dare me
I'll leave your cries teary, screamin' out
"Why can't we all just get along?" You
Softer than cotton candy
The champion sound
I come here with the champion sound
Let me tell 'em this
I will electrocute a soundboy and
Let them hold them corner
'Cause when it comes to music
Here we are the gorgon
America is more so a colonial
Power than they because
She is a hypocritical colonial
Power behind it
Uh huh
Mainstream America don't know that I'm nice
But they respect me for the love
That I show to my wife
If they was steppin' to the mall
When I'm holdin' my mic
They would see I keep a dead body over my ice
Those who follow true Hip-Hop
Know I'm precise
So they salute the general when
I throw on my stripes
They respect the substance within the
Flow that I write
But they download it for free when
They go on them sites
So they didn't buy the album
I show 'em the light
I guess ten dollars was too much
When I told 'em my price
I'm a psychotic, bionic, applied knowledge
University of the Streets, my college
Diabolic calisthenics, type brolic
That LV in my pocket, fly wallet
Sawed-off twelve gauge, I got it
That shotgun make your car
Jump like hydraulics
Bed-Stuy's hottest, make movies, biopic
Pop your eyeballs right out
Of your eye sockets
You won't take the shot, you chump, I shot it
You claim you would
But your wood is dry rotted
The champion sound
I come here with the champion sound
Let me tell 'em this
I will electrocute a soundboy and
Let them hold them corner
'Cause when it comes to music
Here we are the gorgon
America is more so a colonial
Power than they because
She is a hypocritical colonial
Power behind it
What does your fanbase consist of?
Kids who use prescription drugs?
Older men following young girls
In the strip clubs?
Rappers claimin' they gang members
Just to get buzz
Gang members claimin' they rappers
Just to get love
Y'all confusin' the audience
Y'all got it mixed up
You the lil' homie, my nigga
You ain't the big Blood
You ain't speak against this
Shit? Hypocrite thug
The only time you open your mouth
Is when you dick suck
Anybody hear me? Does anybody hear me?
These rappers can't see me
They legally blind, barely
I was in my prayers talkin' to
God hopin' he hear me
While you sittin' on your
IPhone talkin' to Siri
I'm feelin' kinda leery
The Devil must near me
Yellow-bellied sap suckers, you bird niggas
Canaries i do this for my granny, my mammy
And aunt Mary
We all one family, they handled us unfairly
They so not manly, cowards who pop Xanis
You do not scare me
So you should not dare me
I'll leave your cries teary, screamin' out
"Why can't we all just get along?" You
Softer than cotton candy
The champion sound
I come here with the champion sound
Let me tell 'em this
I will electrocute a soundboy and
Let them hold them corner
'Cause when it comes to music
Here we are the gorgon
America is more so a colonial
Power than they because
She is a hypocritical colonial
Power behind it