Hot Rod - Black Democrat lyrics

[Intro: Hot Rod] Yeah, you know who it is, it's your boy, Hot Rod Chillin' with my man Papoose, get that gwap, n***a 1.5 haha, I love it Hey, let me borrow 20 bucks, n***a [Verse 1: Hot Rod] Man these n***as is so shook I had to get an alarm on my pen and insurance on my notebook You little rappers is textbook Still tryna bounce-pa** while I hit 'em with the no-look Now give me the loot, Hennessy and juice While I'm spittin' with Papoose in my fire man suit If hip-hop is dead, we goin' to its grave, yup To hold a concert and watch the sh** raise up And then call it the second coming Real MCs will celebrate, the fake ones start runnin' You ain't poppin' your gun if you ain't got one You ain't pimpin' no hoes if you ain't got none Shotgun in the old school but I'm from the new school My whip, '07 new shoes, conditioned for winnin' My lyrics unlimited, I got sh** for the children I got sh** for the women, and if you ain't feelin' all the bars that I'm spillin' I'll leave a lyrical puddle, you walk by and slip in it Download my crack, I have you beggin' ?? to say I'm bootleggin' If you want it that bad n***a, come get it I spit premium rap, yo sh** is unleaded From the west to the east, I murder tracks; I got producers putting vests on they beats, n***a [Verse 2: Papoose] Papoose, Pap...oose Ay yo, Hot Rod, what up, my n***a G-Unit, what up, if I loan you 20, you know you gotta gimme back 40 I feel like a, black democrat Overthrowing these n***as' raps k** a track, fitted cap, sittin' over my wisdom black Go get your gat, let's interact, I grip the mack Represent for my homies, who in the can like Similac The most powerful MC, that's just a fact Al Sharpton asked me to march with him, how real is that It's so easy to twist your cap But a wise man told me it's more than two ways to skin a cat So I just stand on the podium provin' You claim to be king but it's only illusion If you start somethin', gotta show me conclusion You represent the phoniest movement That's the same reason that you don't be improvin' I take my time, y'all be rushin' like the Soviet Union They talk tough to see you and give you a pound That's why I tell 'em, pardon my left, and spin 'em around I smoke the bubonic tonic, exotic, melodic Brolic, bionic, psychotic, ironic, hypnotic kinda chronic On every project, my object Is make the product the hardest Smartest comments, modest, honest, artist New York is a caucus I abolish, demolish, astonish, promise no college Harvard is garbage, acknowledge homage to Farmers and Martyrs Sick of these officers often causin' a coffin and walkin' So I decided to comment and got responses from Congress This is retarded, this nonsense, I make they officers varnish Should've been cautious, they nauseous Roll out the carpet, I walk in Talkin' the talkin', enforcin'. I see they plot is demonic But I can stop at the Prophet, cause I just watch it and drop it No forty dollar deposit Who let em outta the closet, they know my bars is symbolic I drop the Islamic logic, yea, I show you how to hip-hop it The Nacirema Dream, first quarter, go cop it