Crocodile Tears

Thirty-two bars on how to rob and kill your neighbors

Still got the nerve to ask God to save ya

The exhale got a whole different flavor

Official policy, don't do me no favors

Oakland Raiders, empire in decline but still got plenty paper

Pennywise, pound-foolish

Bring a mountain to Muhammad, move pounds, stupid

Acapellas, the beast chopped it and looped it

Threw in some minor keys, bars, and hooks

Only option, cop the plea, it's off the books

This year, sink the wrapping up, the wrapping's off, I can hear

You rapping soft, no heart, defibrillate these ****, clear

Problem with the army is they wanna be the boss

Problem with secret police is it's like a dirty gun you can't toss

President Banana, lips burnt on roaches of 'Bama

Bad idea, like borrowing money in the slammer

Let's stay candid on camera

When you hit the big screen, don't let whitey Space Jam ya

Seein' green under rays gamma

Stunning shades, Ray-Ban'er

You will like me when I'm angry

I got plenty of home training and manners

Bring me champagne when I'm thirsty

Bring me reefer when I want to get high

Lord have mercy, hope that ya heard me

Y'all can't hurt me, I been feeling like this a long time

Bring me champagne when I'm thirsty

Bring me reefer when I want to get high

Lord have mercy, hope that ya heard me

Y'all can't hurt me, I been feeling like this a long time

Seen folks use the sun, looking at you like you broke

And cats you used to look up to is smoking coke

That's that rope-a-dope, negroes tryna float they boat

In high school, your man's shot was wet

In junior college, though, they trapped the press

Crowd you off that jumper, couldn't even hit the net

And they happy to see you back around the way

Eager to front yay, rock, take a dutch up the block

Slipping back in that role like old slippers

Game on tilt, working them flippers

Start slowing down, the past will get with ya

Five on five, nobody picked ya

Ain't no next, you out the picture

Brown-bagging liquor, you and her bicker

Life crawling by the bottom of the screen like a news ticker

At least you tried, right, ****?

Put that syrup in the mixture

Feeling like the vic, every sip helps the shoe fit ya

Everything that glitters, old gold, ice cold, thrice fold

Catch the Holy Ghost, and the Spirit waiting for Christ to call

But it's all business, he and God waiting for the price to fall

That's how they do, y'all, that's life, might as well heist the ball

Bring me champagne when I'm thirsty

Bring me reefer when I want to get high

Lord have mercy, hope that ya heard me

Y'all can't hurt me, I been feeling like this a long time

Bring me champagne when I'm thirsty

Bring me reefer when I want to get high

Lord have mercy, hope that ya heard me

Y'all can't hurt me, I been feeling like this a long time