Godemis - Musical Chairs lyrics

[Verse 1 : Ubiquitous] First time offense in a cla** full of felonies Cla** A, cla** sheet pa**ion is elatry He had a rock, she done got knock selling trees Hella feast still can't pay the bill, Bellamy It's all relative, by pound sell a brick Preach from the soapbox mask your intelligence Pa** through the system, ask for a settlement Drop in a buck and get him in back in his element Drop with the state throw a lock on the gate Stop, stay stop while I drop on a snake Wipe that, clean up relapse you're right back Getting bloods to the ring maybe he can fight back Hustle for cheese, trap mice in a rap light Ask once please, second time I don't act nice Blunt wraps trees digital's in the bag right Pistol slung by the clocks with the sag right Ubi's aware by the tootiem blare That's a life, dog do me a dare it's all musical chairs Y'all better move to the beat, suit with the beat, beat By the music now you're losing your seat, seat [Hook] The music stopped, the lady died New SchoolHustlers born in '85 If you play with dice you pay the price Pray to Christ somebody come say they light Cause when the music stop the lady died New school hustlers born in '85 And if you play with dice you pay the price Pray to Christ somebody come say they light [Verse 2: Godemis] Street soldier, 5 star general Everybody know we go hard for the chemical Lock the block down, beat the strip up For the things in the clubs who come to re-up On the often, floss them stuntin' is a habit If somebody got it then I mean he gotta have it As well, he ain't got a bag of himself All he gotta do is collect the dough when it's dealt Back to him in the fat black human Keep a post in the back with a crack pack on him Black mask and a fully loaded Glock strapped to him Cops a**ume they don't wanna pour Glocks on 'em Cause it will most certainly be a shootout Gun hold pause don't wanna bullet through law New route on 'em when the SWAT picks him Tear gas, no mask when the door kicked in And then they rushed him, cuffed him Put him to the pavement, read him his rights Something to say save it, they told him Whether you was cool or not You paid your dues, the fools know the music stop [Hook] And the lady died New school hustlers born in '85 And if you play with dice you pay the price Pray to Christ somebody gon' say they light [Verse 3: Ubiquitous] Cause when the music stop the lady died New school hustlers born in '85 And if you play with dice you pay the price Pray to Christ somebody save them You better pray for them Street life weren't made for them Amen, Satan laying wait for them No escape for them, celebrate for them Pour the liquor out now, buy a case for them They pa** the pastor, hold a wake for them No chiropractor gonna straighten them 'Bout nobody got faith in them Nothin' to hold them together like a safety pin They don't play to win Seems drug money's never enough They stacked they chips up never settled them up The house will take you, you don't take the house The mouse don't chase the cat, cats chase the mouse They dig up in your pocket, scrape them out So like Diddy Venage you can hate them now But you can't stop, won't stop the music 'Til the Glock go click-clack (pah! pah!) Lyrics by : IrvDaPhenomenal