Текст (слова) песни: John Forte` f Jeni Fujita and 20 Grand P - Poly Sci

[Forte` - Speaking]

Political science...
The study of politics, mixed with science...
Speak on it, baby...

[Jeni Fujita - Singing Chorus]

As I look in your eyes
I see the sunrise
I see the moonshine!

[20 Grand Pikasoe - 1st Verse]

I`m from the days of the Colt 45`s and gang bangers
Cocaine slangers who sliced doors, no time to cook up
Them niggas like raw
It`s all about the dollar now, white powder now
He owed us money so I watched my niggas tie him down
The conflict is crucial, police is neutral in this battlefield
Where the battles grill, like cattles grill for a platter mil
I even watched little Darryl deal
I love the ghetto, hate the ghetto
Must`ve been a genius who helped make the ghetto
So I sit back and taste the `retto
I got beef, how can you misplace my metal?
It`s a sob story, it`s bad the way they robbed Tory
Of course, must`ve been religious
`Cause they took a small tainin` across
Wrong game to play, boss
Every night`s a bug out
They shot up every corner where I hung out
Some nights I cry to this
Even though it`s posi-flip (?)

[Jeni Fujita - Singing chorus]

It`s like the sunrise
Just like the moonshine!

The rain stops, and your girl smiles...just for you (Yeah)
For you don`t know, the love I have for you!

[Forte` - 2nd Verse]

Mommy, I keep my name on your brain like Missy
With The Rain, I`m from the school of stolen sneakers
Speakers and heavy chains, no lie
To the knowlie, why?
God see I , learned the ways of the street, degrees in Poly Sci
Many days under heat
It pays for sticking him
Watch him beast on the lean, routine curriculum
Black vans, maybe a TransAm, exams get done
Pop Quiz, figure out them niggas who hit son
God give, God take away
And it`s easy to see
Spell `til, the lord kill indiscriminately
We infinitely excel, keep the fans compelled
The bigger picture, watch the ones who`re wit` ya
I clean the pie, and seen `em die
Travel life more than once
Maybe, me and I...had been greeted by, so many conceded eyes
That`d be wise, when I met too many girls around the world
And delete the lies

[Jeni Fujita - Singing Chorus]

It`s like my music, a new tune you never heard
Hear, your heart beat
The bass hits! And you feel it
It`s real it`s not a sample! I saw you playing my piano!
Unh-Huh!

[Forte - 3rd Verse]

Now I, rock jew-els now and then
A little lights - n - platinum
A little beef on the street, no harm in clappin` them
Savage nations, ghetto life no ramifications
Dead debating, keeping every crackhead basing
My auntie steady saying that we wasting, money
I like tasting, the finer things in life, like a mason
Police, plague - hatin`
Everything that the court own
Brownsville would pry, classified as a warzone
The Brook god, so trife
Originale low-life
To sport it, boost it, the ghetto can`t afford it
Trade it, sort it, stress, new port it
No tags never ordered
You broke it, you bought it
A twenty five - to life, my little son-son caught it
`Til this day, we admit it, that we did it, he `gon bid it
Kept his mouth shut, and never shitted
On who his murder flirted with death

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