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• 1 media/Front.jpg 2017-06-10T12:58:46-07:00 Hood Politics 4 plain 2017-06-25T18:32:54-07:00 K dot, pick up the phone, nigga. Every time I call, it's going to voice mail.
  Don't tell me they got you on some weirdo rap shit, nigga.
  No socks and skinny jeans and shit. Call me on Shaniqua's phone
  
  [Hook:]
  I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo
  Your home boy, your block that you're from, boo boo
  Lil hoes you went to school with, boo boo
  Baby mama and your new bitch, boo boo
  We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce deuce
  14 years later going hard, like we used to on the dead homies
  On the dead homies
  
  I don't give a fuck about no politics in rap, my nigga
  My lil homie Stunna Deuce ain't never comin' back, my nigga
  So you better go hard every time you jump on wax, my nigga
  Fuck what they talkin' bout, your shit is where its at, my nigga
  Came in this game, you stuck your fangs in this game
  You wore no chain in this game your hood, your name in this game
  Now you double up, time to bubble up the bread and huddle up
  Stickin' to the scripts, now here if them benjamin's go cuddle up
  Skip, hop, trip, drop, flip, flop with the white tube sock
  It goes "Sherm Sticks, burn this"
  Thats what the product smells like when the chemicals mix
  50 nigga salute, out the Compton zoo, with the extras
  El Cos, Monte Carlos, Road Kings and dressers
  Rip Ridaz, P-Funkers, Mexicans, they fuck with you
  Asians, they fuck with you, nobody can fuck with you
  
  [Hook]
  
  Hopped out the caddy, just got my dick sucked
  The little homies called, they said, "The enemies done cliqued up"
  Oh yeah? Puto want to squabble with mi barrio?
  Oh, yeah? Tell 'em they can run it for the cardio
  Oh, yeah? Everythin' is everythin', it's scandalous
  Slow motion for the ambulance, the project filled with cameras
  The LAPD gamblin', scramblin', football numbers slanderin'
  Niggas name on paper, you snitched all summer
  The streets don’t fail me now, they tell me it's a new gang in town
  From Compton to Congress, it’s set trippin’ all around
  Ain’t nothin' new but a flow of new DemoCrips and ReBloodlicans
  Red state versus a blue state, which one you governin’?
  They give us guns and drugs, call us thugs
  Make it they promise to fuck with you
  No condom they fuck with you, Obama say, "What it do?"
  
  [Hook]
  
  Everybody want to talk about who this and who that
  Who the realest and who wack, who white or who black
  Critics want to mention that they miss when hip hop was rappin’
  Motherfucker if you did, then Killer Mike'd be platinum
  Y’all priorities are fucked up, put energy in wrong shit
  Hennessy and Crown Vic, my memory been gone since
  Don’t ask about no camera back at award shows
  No, don’t ask about my bitch, no, don’t ask about my foes
  'Less you askin' me about power, yeah, I got a lot of it
  I’m the only nigga next to Snoop that can push the button
  Had the Coast on standby
  “K. Dot, what up? I heard they opened up Pandora’s box”
  I box ‘em all in, by a landslide
  Nah homie we too sensitive, it spill out to the streets
  I make the call and get the coast involved then history repeats
  But I resolved inside that private hall while sitting down with Jay
  He said "it's funny how one verse could fuck up the game"
  
  I remember you was conflicted
  Misusing your influence
  Sometimes I did the same
  Abusing my power full of resentment
  Resentment that turned into a deep depression
  Found myself screaming in a hotel room
  I didn't want to self-destruct
  The evils of Lucy was all around me
  So I went running for answers
  Until I came home
  But that didn't stop survivors guilt
  Going back and forth
  Trying to convince my self the stripes I earned
  Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was
  But while my loved ones was fighting
  A continuous war back in the city
  I was entering a new one