(feat. Ancient Coins)



[Chorus: singers]

Say, Say, Say what you want

But we don't give a fuck about you

Say, Say, Say what you want

But we don't give a fuck about you



[Prodigal Sunn]

Chemistry black soul, old gold complexion

I hold the future lessons, blessings, shoot you with the weapon step in

With the shilla God, the impression is hard

Crimes on the boulevard, that shit is small like lard

Baby girl tried to whisper in my ear some jewels

She said the wise man's swifter, plays a part of a fool

I learned that in Allah's school of gratitude

Bad attitudes we leave black and blue

The project news, Sunz of Man new and improved

16 cuts on your CD, compare it to blues



[Holy Smokes]

Get this one official stamp, boost the amp

Increase ya camp, by chance you might enhance or learn to dance

I rock with the champion image from start to finish

Compress Spanish, youth offenders, slice of your dinners 

Brain chemist' cross gimmicks and mimicks

Whatever stick they sent us, it's up top criminal trial

'Fore your mind is blind, create my rhymes in brail

Hop, skip, jump bail, and off with tail

Hot stairs in the suburbs, wise words

Anyone can get it like his or hers

Why you sippin' on sys-urp, hittin' Brooklyn curb

Evidence scattered in Pitsburgh for six birds



[Hook x2: Hell Razah & 60 Second Assassin]

Say what you wanna, your shits a goner

Smokin' marijauna, drinkin' the spring water

Bagged me a dollar, turned out to be a quarter

Next time you step in, make sure you steppin' on her



[Chorus]



[Hell Razah]

You better step your game up, Sunz draw quicker than a paint brush

Y'all got 16's that ain't bust

Some I float got bodies on it

Got killers that's paid, wanna pay me to copy off it

Get my mic rock inside your office

You'se an industry talker, I'm in the streets

Death to infinity, we gonna make sure y'all respect our vicinity

In this Matrix, my bitches is trinity

Get popped in the back of your head like John Kennedy

Born in the seventies, mind be where the Heavens be

My body in Hell, where the wicked be

I inhale mistakes and breathe out victory (Nah)

I don't deal with no witchcraft or trickery (uh-huh, uh-huh)

No man, no idles, no mysteries



[Snuggle Up]

I save a thousand dollars a day, 7 times 4 times 12

Yo I'm eatin' and I don't touch nothin'

I go to college, learn a trade to get paid, now who's frontin'?

Bitches fuck me cuz they see clear, knowin' that in two years

70 thousand dollars if I go that route

But the most they can get is dick and they out

I keep this rap shit on the low cuz I already knew where the dough was

So make sure you nice so you can raise the price

All this before a deal, oh what a way to come in!

If this is Different Strokes I'm Phil Drummond



[Chorus x2]