Marco Polo - But Wait lyrics

Yo, you got trash n***as that's sellin Street n***as that's tellin n***as named Henry dressin like they Helen The kids don't listen, the third grade's rebellin (B-b-b-but wait, it gets worse...) --] Sticky Fingaz We got cops k**in the blacks, blacks k**in the blacks n***as with jail time that's not comin back Even the females wild, they don't know how to act (B-b-b-but wait, it gets worse...) n***as scared to get scorched, they ain't pa**in the torch Claimin the new n***as don't really walk the walk Really talk the talk - really, that's they thought? (B-b-b-but wait, it gets worse...) The muthaf**in stakes is high, gas rates is high People get taxed and told on every dime It's white collar, blue collar, wife beater crimes (B-b-b-but wait, it gets worse...) I figured it'll get better the more that I'm gettin cheddar The more that the guap came the more they wouldn't let up Back in the days n***as'd go head up or shut up Now in the days they go, come back, you get wet up A lotta gat clappin to cover the wack rappin The SoundScans are down, wonder how that happened? n***a, my flow is oh so hard to imagine It sound like spiked bats and Monster Trucks crashin When Red came in the game it was Time 4 Sum Aksion Now that I splashed in I'm takin it back to the future ( ? ) Kama Sutra Respect if a n***a tell me my album didn't suit ya But once you get foul and wild on your computer I'm front door, Tor for sure I bring it to ya One of a kind and high as the sun in the sky n***a ask about Tor, tell him son on his grind Used to go to different labels tryina get signed Now they leave me voice messages, I'm takin my time To call 'em back, I tell 'em Uhuru and holla black If you tryina enslave me no need to holla back I'm a renegade soldier, rotten rapper, I told ya Pro-black, I don't put cream in my Folgers But love puttin CREAM in my bill fold holder Before the curtain go up, please cough my dough up Veteran young, better than Tom, n***a you dumb Your man is real ill but I'm better than son Do a lotta shows and smash at every one How you seen Tor fail if it's never been done? That's a good imagination, I'm mad you n***as is hatin Focus your energy off me, you could be taken The magazine spread had 'em all seein red That was a XXL, the next'll be the FEDS If you try me, hm, can I get charged with ( ? ) If ain't nobody ever recover the body? I used to date a broad that look like Buffy the Body Ass-wise, but her face was similar to Halle A n***a couldn't be in his right mind to try me 'less he tryina be on the IV, I be Spectacular spittin, vernacular hittin with accuarate wisdom Not to mention I rap with precision Matchin the vision, my words bring more trap than a prison Ask if it isn't math or religion, pa** me the ism Smashin the system