Ain't No Crime

The topic: Is the police department really doing

Justice to the people here in New York City?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Yeah? Corruption, corruption all the way

The cops are just full of it. A guy told me...

Hey pal

A guy told me...

Hey, hello, hello?

Hello?

Did you call here before?

Did I call before? No, it's my first time calling, guy

You called here before, didn't you?

You are from White Plains, you called...

What, you're taking my phone calls or something, guy?

No, you, you, you called from White Plains

Didn't you? Are you calling from White Plains now?

White Plains Road

In White Plains, right?

On the Bronx White Plains Road

Well, what's your point, pal?

What I'm trying to tell you, you take it in the ass

Hehehehehe

Children growing, women producing

Men go working, some go stealing

Everyone's got to make a living

Swing it over here, yo

Swing it over here, yo

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Swing it over here, yo

Swing it over here, yo

Swing it over here, yo

Swing it over here, yo

Don't tell me what I'm not

Just because I drops it like it's hot

I get what I get and I got what I got

For thinking fast right here on the spot

I'm spontaneous, put a hoe in my radius

You got a girl, buy my tape and play this

Watch which way she'll sway (Where?)

And I bet she's gonna say, "Oww, Pos K"

So don't pause panic or get picky

I'll make your girlfriend's panties sticky

And she'll wanna get with the dapper

A rapper, I got no choice but to tap her

So let her know who's the ruler, dueler

The big barracuda, that's like a Lexus to a scooter

So ease off, come down a circle

I remain like a freckle, transform like Jekyll

I'm being bad, yo, but you're mad, yo

Pulling off slow, uhh, in a Volvo

Pos K's imperial

Brothers wanna be smooth but can't find my material

Understand I'm good with mine

And when you realize that, everything will be fine

Ain't no crime on the way I'm getting mine

It ain't no crime, it ain't no crime

It ain't no crime on the way I'm getting mine

It ain't no crime, it ain't no crime

On the nightshift, a lot of ladies was offended

But being offended wasn't what I intended

Pos K raps on what's real, rapping on what's real

Gives me that street feel

In a borough, in a state, in inner city

I can't have the doo-wop without the diddy (What?)

I got the skills to play those

And if you got beef, I suggest you better raise those

But tell me, can you take it?

You have better luck of bungee jumping butt naked

I'm getting loot in fifty-two cities and hanging hard

See here, like your grandmom's titties

Turn out like it is and like it isn't

No girl is gonna lock me up as if I was in prison

'Cause I'm a bachelor, my doctor says I'm fertile

Running through girls like Carl Lewis does the hurdles

Ladies know my forte, plus I used to foreplay

When I go too far, they say that's okay

'Cause I'm the Positive, but girls, they call me Pozzy

We can go together just like Harriette and Ozzie

F matrimony, that's B baloney

Picture me settling down with a wife

Nah, that don't even sound right

Nah, but my motto is, uh, pimp or die

Come on now

Ain't no crime on the way I'm getting mine

It ain't no crime, it ain't no crime

It ain't no crime on the way I'm getting mine

It ain't no crime, it ain't no crime

Honey's in my face just like a booger

I said, "Slow down, low down, and don't you play yourself, sugar"

I don't like girls who act like such

Talking about, "Take me out to dinner

" But what, now they're going Dutch

Then I think and realize that it sums up

'Cause when I bust off, I clog honey's gums up

That's why she calls me Sir Sperm-A-Lot

'Cause when I make love, I make her squeal and she squirms a lot

So don't ask, "Is he nasty?" or "Has he?"

Uh, baby, don't put none of that past me

'Cause I'm the man with the power

If being fly was a minute, well I'm a motherfucking hour

Now don't do like I say so

And you'll get eaten like a dish called rapper alfredo

In a blink, the shit getting sparked

You do so much as more as blink, and you can die in the dark

I hear them talking but I don't know what them thinking

I hear them talking but I don't know what them thinking

This ain't a song about me being fly

It's a song about me, myself and I

You notice I persist, I refuse to get jammed

People try to flicker-flam but every song that I make slam

Like Abe Lincoln, they wanna see me dead and stinking

I'm not sinking, so what the hell you thinking?

I'm rising, rising at a rapid rate, and at my rate

I'm gonna wax the whole damn state

And every step I take, it's a step in the struggle

And everything I got, ayo, I got it on the juggle

Nobody gave me nothing, see, I fought my way

That's why Impalas hate it, I'm the Positive K

Strike from my down to Michael Bivins

What I'm saying is, everybody gotta make a living, come on

Ain't no crime on the way I'm getting mine

It ain't no crime, it ain't no crime

It ain't no crime on the way I'm getting mine

It ain't no crime, it ain't no crime

It ain't no crime on the way I'm getting mine

It ain't no crime, it ain't no crime

It ain't no crime on the way I'm getting mine

It ain't no crime, it ain't no crime

Come on

Swing it over here, yo

Swing it over here, yo

Swing it over here, yo

It ain't no crime, it ain't no crime

Swing it over here, yo, yo