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t-k.a.s.h. - write what i see lyrics

[produced by t-k.a.s.h.]

[verse 1]
i got a letter from the president
reminding me to remind a fiend to smoke it as opposed to inhaling it
and call them back right before i start selling it
so he can show me where the money and the weapons is
the spotlight was all mine but the rest is his
he told me to arrest his sh-t if i was steppin’ in
and i’m best to win in this game ’cause he ain’t playin’
when it comes to getting back the money he invested in
i wrote them back like, “what if i get arrested, then?”
how they supposed to know exactly who i’m messin’ with?
you swear they already do, but if this cool
won’t you tell me what the charge’s gon’ be, and what the sentence is
and since some bulletproof vest won’t see us, b-tch
f-ck your stock in iraq, i’m on the block with the blacks
matter of fact, take this muhf-cking crack sh-t back
i’m sticking with this rap sh-t ’til this rap sh-t crack, like that

[hook]
the president a point a rifle at me
label me a terrorist but i just write what i see
the power and privilege of motherf-ckers lighter than me
why they livin’ like a king? i strive in the streets, listen
the president a point a rifle at me
label me a terrorist but i just write what i see
the power and privilege of motherf-ckers lighter than me
why they livin’ like a king? i strive in the streets
and that’s real

[verse 2]
my young potna said i blast if i have to
i swear to god, t-k.a.s.h., i won’t let you draft you
he p-ssed the brew and i p-ssed it to
the trash can and laughed like, “lil’ n-gg-, they gon’ draft you”
to half of you fools ain’t p-ssin’ the school
you are 18, you at home, and half–ssed too
plus your love’s out, search his half–ss, too
f-ck you thinking about the -ss you n-gg-, you ’bout to have to, n-gg-
’cause in a minute they gon’ sn-tch you n-gg-s from off the street
and on the bus, and strap you down to your seat
put the beringer in you to shock when you speak
put the beringer in, control your thoughts when you speak
i ain’t tryin’ to spook, to fright, or scare you n-gg-s
i’m only tryin’ to get you n-gg-s prepared
i know you look up out to iraq on tv and don’t care
but be aware, what’s gonna happen here is already goin’ on over there

[verse 3]
and you can ask anyone of these n-gg-s
they will tell you the people that’s frontin’ these n-gg-s
the same people that’ll put people in jail will hook you on yayo
dependin’ if you took it in bail or cooked it and sell
i was raised up speakin’ old english
can cobra commander, genuine drafter
more commonly spoken by the gangstas and the pimps, y’all
derived from the st. ides’ tribe event hall
these mothaf-ckas finna privatize pens, y’all
redefine slavery, legalized again, y’all
meanwhile, my n-gg-s is senile
seein’ how n-gg-s be on file and still wants to be drafted
it’s real close, i’m into this sh-t
it’s not college, i’m givin’ knowledge to n-gg-s really livin’ and sh-t
why you interested in pimpin’ a b-tch?
big bush is makin’ b-tches to pimps, so pimp him

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