Papoose - The Head of State lyrics

[Hook] The head of state is lyin' ‘Cause the world is multiplyin' A hundred men are dying Mothers home are crying Families die [Verse 1 – Papoose] They charge Russell Simmons, say he ain't register as a lobbyist Bloomberg make a million a week—he's a communist Show Saddam's sons on TV. Who's watchin' it? Udai and Kusai's alive, they trick knowledges Sayin', “We'll decrease the k**ing”—that's they an*lysis Words to increase the k**in' was spoke Arabic Shot Davis right where he stand, they surrounded him In city hall, they murdered a black city councilman Say Al Sharpton sold d** they provided him Presidential race we faced, they took him out of it Say they liberating Iraq, but that's abolishment Now they celebrating ‘cause oil was they accomplishment Look at your 20 dollar bill, no astonishment 4,000 j**s don't show up, and now we tower-less? Put a flag on Saddam's head, I'm tired of this Without justice, we powerless [Hook x2] The head of state is lyin' ‘Cause the world is multiplyin' A hundred men are dying Mothers home are crying Families die [Verse 2 – Saigon] Look, we live in the day where most hoes go both ways It's so craze, America love to promote gay Coke still come in both ways. They locked my man John Forté Them b**hes need to be blown away For takin' the stand, and takin' a man Who was only tryna to get a lil' cake in his hand They don't talk about how he was invested in stock All they do is lock us up, while the rest of us watch And listen up—I'll tell you how the system is corrupt How it takes a black man and kicks him in the bu*t So when he hit the streets and see guns, he picks ‘em up And if he sees some people with funds, he sticks ‘em up Then he ends up locked up in the stock Cracker put him there, but still he blamin' the block Instead of readin' books, he joined a gang at a stop Now he runnin' ‘round the yard with the ox in his bu*tocks [Hook x2] The head of state is lyin' ‘Cause the world is multiplyin' A hundred men are dying Mothers home are crying Families die [Verse 3 – Papoose] I been around so much robbery, larceny, and poverty The average cypher couldn't revolve with me Rhyming genius and design speeches like choreography What you study hard to be? My kind of rhyme don't got no bottom line ‘cause I come deeper then Scientology Philosophies logically written in glossaries I could take on a armory and face a army with a pen in the palm of me Word to the bond of me, honestly In my Bone Thug and artery, harmony's part of me Flow remarkably, but understand it's some art from me It's complicated like living Islamicly without equality So I make my listeners see pictures just like photography Moves rap like majority. I'm the son of song biologically The fatherly artistry fathered me and comfortably Saw beyond degrees. Y'all believe what's too hard to see Masters of visions, so my path is to listen Don't question my wisdom, I'm origin—ask your religion [Verse 4 – Saigon] It's a very beautiful thing when you can bring truth to the light Spit hardness and still get the youth to unite It ain't one rapper out now maneuverin' right Your ice is nice, but what you tryna do for the fight? You gon' play p**y or play dog? I'mma make the D.J play songs for y'all that made it to the morgue You gotta understand the situation we placed in Malcolm got murdered—we never got his replacement It kinda make sense why n***as'll wet your face in For something as stupid as chasin' a reputation Saigon was gun man, I can bust a sawed-off shotgun with one hand Give you a quick suntan Yea, real recognize real All I recognize when I look in your eyes is the god of the squeal Son, I'm ill like the sh** MacGyver could build Treat you and your troops like the hoop when I deposit the pill [Hook] The head of state is lyin' ‘Cause the world is multiplyin' A hundred men are dying Mothers home are crying Families die