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Ooo you in trouble They 'bout to send them folks to your front door Ooo you in trouble Watch out for them foes, you know they cut throat, like Don't hold your tongue if you ain't scared nigga Don't hold your tongue if you ain't scared nigga, yeah nigga Ooo you in trouble Watch out for them foes, you know they cut throat, like And they be like "you sound retarded Why you talkin' all that shit, you just a artist Obviously politics ain't yo' department You gon' fuck around and make yourself a target" And I'm just tryna do the right thang, do the right thang, ha You the right slang, you the right slang, yeah So just read up who on the stations that your favorite shows come on Radio stations your favorite songs come on The truth ain't unknown, even the paper that I'm on Shit even the label I'm on, shit even the paper that I own The federal reserve ain't even owned by the government, I'm on some other shit I'm on a mothership, fuck are we voting for? Who is this congressman, Fortune 500's Be funding the Democratics and Republicans In case you was wonderin' Ooo you in trouble SongtexteThey 'bout to send them folks to your front door Ooo you in trouble Watch out for them foes, you know they cut throat, like Don't hold your tongue if you ain't scared nigga Don't hold your tongue if you ain't scared nigga, yeah nigga Ooo you in trouble Watch out for them foes, you know they cut throat, like I'm sorry there's enough wealth in the States To give a million dollars to each person and they still be straight I'm talking wealth too big to measure, cheddar that don't fit in the shredder Treasure that don't fit in a dresser, the best investor for a business endeavour But you're distracted by the ratchets By the racket, by the bad bitch They broadcast the madness using the same crisis act They used for the last disaster but you didn't catch it Remember Katrina when they blew up the levees All the people that said they was hearing explosions, they chopped out the edit Tell me do you remember, or would you rather forget it It's the sixth-Earth parellel world armogedden Bandz Ooo you in trouble They 'bout to send them folks to your front door... *Banging at door* [?] get down! Fuck on the ground. Stop resisting I'm not resisting, I'm not - I'm not resisting. Y'all, do ya'll see this? Turn this shit off Aus Songtexte Mania