Russell Simmons - Bigger Than Mine? lyrics

See, I ain't no player hater But I'll hate a player if you push me See n***a, while you stand there Using all your heart trying to look the part With your cold steel eyes n***a you don't realize you just p**y for sale Now see I would call you female, but you too frail While she's held queen, I mean your existence is fractionally vaginal Like the slits of the who*es you use to suit your feeble needs You know, saturated soil and faulty fertilizer Ensure your future seeds to be just like you p**y For sale On corner auction blocks lost flocks of brethren Now invested in by this America with stocks of c**aine Temporary monetary gain in exchange for eternal pain While the stain of your false reality femains an ever imprinted actuality On your kids and in your kids As they too have to suffer with you through the bids Just kids Trying not to let those lonely echoes bother Knowing that father does not answer when they holler Due to his undying infatuation with the dollar Has been street scholar, now sees his toddlers through gla** And as the years pa** they grow fast and begin to understand Damn, dad didn't have to go away from us cause he didn't love us It's just that he wasn't no real f**ing man I be like ''oh damn'' That's that cat that changed his name from David to Ayatollah High roller, motorola soldier Tech nine under his polo a** n***a Don't know his future or his past n***a But that fast trigger got this die cast Forty ounce swigger thinking his sh** is bigger than mine n***a, it's not surprising to find that your state of mind got you Parking that 63 thousand dollar Lex you flex Right outside your mother's hard earned 22,000 dollar duplex You know, the one right next to the projects Where pseudo elated coke gang created Crime related manhood got you a**ed out, n***a Getting high till you pa** out, n***a Quick way up, fast way out, n***a How you figure your sh** is bigger than mine These f**ed up times and hardcore rhymes Got you throwing up gang signs And claiming coasts or shades of color With shameless boasts of emotionless lovers That gaze upon that ice that clutter the pendant Of that religion you do not follow Your faith has evaporated and made your soul hollow Childhood dreams turn pharmaceutical schemes Got you f**ing with triple beams Cap peeling, robbing, and stealing For a piece of this American pie a** n***a Ready to die a** n***a, fly a** n***a Sit you in a cell you'd probably cry a** n***a How the f** you figure your sh** is bigger than mine I see you, diamond blinking, Cuban linking and full length minking All strung out on disillusional thinking And as the government subsidizes These laboratory high rises with new chemical surprises You continue to hide your true self behind movie gangsta disguises Oblivious to what life's true prize is Equating your stupidity with the length you think your dick size is The truth in your eyes is falsified, fabricated While you sit and wait for your fate to be debated by judges And juries who've held over four hundred and fifty years worth of grudges n***a get back, sit back and rediscover How to be an honest father, loyal lover, righteous brother And not just another motherf**ing n***a