Better Quality Audio & Download Link: http://www.zshare.net/audio/67885914d5be8d95/ __________________________ [Intro] Ridiculous— I'm on the ball like a tennis hit. You can't get in my zone, you'll need a membership. Been lovin' rap too long, and it's some shit I been wantin' to get up off my chest and here it is: [Chrous] How these men call these girls bitches— this shit ridiculous. Flauntin' they're false riches— this shit ridiculous. Every song gotta talk chickens— this shit ridiculous. Follow the laws now we're all snitches— this shit ridiculous. [Verse 1] Boy, get out that negro mentality. You're in the prison system sticking zeroes on salaries, of C.O.s and privately owned establishments, they wanna lock you down cuz now they see yall as savages. Quit followin' these manufactured rappers that make it seem, like prison is the equivalent to the major leagues. Got damn, no rock band, we need some Bravery cuz 40 dollars for 40 hours, that sound's like slavery. (Hey!) Dear America, look at what you're making me. Young, crazy motherfucker tryna get from A to Z. Alpha, the poverty, zeta that be the riches, and whoever got the duckets, fuck 'em I'm comin' to get 'em. Whoever got to suffer, fuck it, I'm in it to win it for myself. Fuck friends and everybody else is the mentality they're having the youth learn at a young age. That's why I'm up hear spittin' the truth, cuz it ain't funny... [Chrous] How these men call these girls bitches— this shit ridiculous. Flauntin' they're false riches— this shit ridiculous. Every song gotta talk chickens— this shit ridiculous. Follow the laws now we're all snitches— this shit ridiculous. Real niggas gotta pop pistols— this shit ridiculous. And sell poison to their own people— this shit ridiculous. Brothers and sisters we got issues, (this shit ridiculous), Because they're tryna make us all evil— this shit ridiculous. [Verse 2] Girl, get out that skank hoe mentality. You're fuckin' hella niggas for their payrolls and salaries. He throw a little money, now hunnies gathering. But you can never be his queen (nah). You're just another bee that's buzzin for some lovin', so he hit it then he quit it. Then find another groupie that'll do him for his digits when there's women, every city, throwing kitty for some change. So to him you're just a number, pussy without a name. Niggas mad at me, pappy I call it how I see it. He hatin' cuz i'm right, like i'm pledging my allegiance. I bring it to the light, it's just up to you to see it. Cuz blind people are our leaders, who only see the dollars and diamonds that's in a chain. I'm tryna show my niggas it's really some bigger thangs to focus on than rolling stones and flippin' cane. Forget Obama, Luca Brazi is here for change [Chrous] Because I'm tired of these men call these girls bitches— this shit ridiculous. Flauntin' they're false riches— this shit ridiculous. Every song gotta talk chickens— this shit ridiculous. Follow the laws now we're all snitches— this shit ridiculous. Real niggas gotta pop pistols— this shit ridiculous. And sell poison to their own people— this shit ridiculous. Brothers and sisters we got issues, (this shit ridiculous), Because they're tryna make us all evil— this shit ridiculous.
