@Revolver Ocelot
The Pimp Game
Word up We about to talk about the pimp game
I need a plan to get to heaven before I’m 77
Even if I need to pack a weapon
To get there I’ll fight as fair as the next man
Bullets don’t kill but cause and effect can
Injectin heroin between your toes God knows
Weed smoke in your lungs and coke in your nose
I compose a perfect rhyme about organized crime
In my prime and I’m ready for Showtime
Ready for war hardcore like a whore
At 3:00 in the morning lookin for
A John so she can make a quick transaction
She’s an expert at bringin men to satisfaction
She’s seen more action than troops in Iraq and
Afghanistan layin underneath a man
It’s the world’s oldest profession
And a pimp is the second oldest any questions
(Chorus)
I know the pimp game well I grew up in a brothel
My childhood was just awful
You could have the strongest rap in the world
But you ain’t a pimp unless you getting money from the girl
The first rule of being a hustler never dress bummy
Look like you have money
The second rule is that your word is bond
Remember that and you’ll go far and beyond
If you wanna be a pimp then you gotta get money
She got junk in the trunk figure it out dummy
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
I’m a professional and my style is refined
Now bear in mind I’m inclined to get violent
And when the shit hits the fan I’m inciting a riot
Quiet mild mannered I acknowledge knowledge
Pick it up off the street or learn it in college
There’s a lesson to be learned seven days of the week
So exchange ideas and think before you speak
Acquire knowledge and the skills to pay the bills
Keep it real steel sharpens steel
You could do what you feel or do what you like
Everything is fair you got that right
But if you don’t believe in God you got it all wrong
And that’s why God Bless The Child’s my theme song
(Repeat chorus)
The third rule should have been number one to me
Finish high school and get a college degree
The fruits of my labor are better than gold
See my name in capital letters all bold
22 point font what you want
Avant see me at a 5 star restaurant
You at Burger King tryna buy one chicken wing
You can’t afford the whole thing
The stakes are high take a stand and testify
You ain’t seein nothin like a private eye
My money supply is near infinite
Ever since I was an infant I’ve been infamous
Mobb Deep the choice is yours Black Sheep
You could get with this or you could go to sleep
Pop pop seven shots from a .380
Drive off in a hearse or end up pushin daisies
Lately I’ve been thinkin about slavery
And how the white man acts so unsavory
They wanna fly a confederate flag
And pledge allegiance to a nation they never had
They have the nerve to say that Blue lives matter
When they kill another brother and we just get madder
You can take off your uniform and blend in with the crowd
Black men can’t do that that’s a fact
It’s a race war and my dick is my weapon
They shoot Black men we fuck white girls pregnant
Word up
Knowledge
Mic Shabazz
Wisdom
Livin large
Understanding
Stayin in charge
Culture Freedom
Got the boom bap
Power or Refinement
Boom goes the bomb
Equality
Word up to Islam
God
I self lord and master
Build/Destroy
I sincerely love Allah’s mathematics
Born
Ya heard
Knowledge Cipher
No diggity
Knowledge knowledge
All praises due
Knowledge wisdom
Arm leg leg arm head
Knowledge understanding
Word up
keep it real
Knowledge Culture
Mic Shabazz
Knowledge power
Boom Bap
Knowledge Equality
Knowledge God
Knowledge Build Destroy
Knowledge Born
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