Damion Jones - The Laws Of Power Lyrics

I ain’t never been rich to have gold in my forks. I know folks that smoke ports with holes in their throats. I know sheep that’s really weak, but thinking they a goat. It’s not what a nigga have, but what a nigga know. I wonder when the world will stop caring. Tired of being harassed by theses Toms and Karen’s 

I used to work at Olive Garden with my brother but i quit. I got tired of washing dishes and shit.

You earn points for being real but you’ll lose em real fast though. Dreams get shattered like the glass on the backboard. Or you running from task force? Or you running from ya baby momma when she asked for, child support. But you ain’t got it, so you’ll see her in court. Balling like it was sport, but you ain’t got nothing to show for it. But how u riding round with a chauffeur, and dry snitching on the fam when ya ass don’t even know us. So don’t ask me a question, nigga no sir.

Rule number one: never outshine your master. Or ask a question when you when know the answer. That dumb shit is a contradiction, is like smoking a cigarette just for the cancer. Once a man, twice a baby, I'm moving shit, like a walking pamper. You niggas get stuck like a deer in the headlights, then get bucked: Milwaukee, Tampa.

And I been on the grind trying see another daylight. Make it wrong if I stay right, play chrome or we can play fight, ima alligator mixed with a Great White. God gives and he takes life, so tread, don't walk light. Hold ya head or walk right.. Into the arms of a poltergeist, nigga lying cause know he vice. Outcome ain't nothing nice.

Its divine intervention, thought outside the box, but my mind in detention. Stuck in intermission, see I had a plan but i fucked up the mission. Listen, it start with a hustle, nobody gonna come up from hoping and wishing. Cause N.I.G.G.A.Z. love to start friction. But I don’t believe nan one of them N.I.G.G.A.Z., they ass fiction. Fine print in the description. So you either a boss, you can play a position. You say it’s a cross but I say cruxifixction. I’m trying to relive all the tension. They left us in the air. No suspension. Did I mention. We don’t get no pension. Just a bunch of niggas trapped in a prison. Can’t even get a conjugal visit. Nowadays black folks wanna sit out. When we died for a sit-in. Raise ya fist in the air if you with me. Kill ya self right now if you with them. They say Black Lives Matter don’t matter to them. Blue lives matter more. Until the gun shots ring outside they house and then they sang sad songs, Kenny Latimore. Gotta stand straight like latitudes. Just another nigga with a attitude. Like Dre, PAC, REN, Ice Cube. When George Floyd died in the hands of a white man it pissed a nigga off dude. I’m in the dog house nigga no dog food, a revolution is the right move. This is chess not checkers. No drive-thru.