Artist: Freddie Gibbs & Madlib f/ Killer Mike, Pusha T Album: Bandana Song: Palmolive Typed by: Cedmaster3K, kirenamloh@msn.com [Intro: Freddie Gibbs] It's gon' speak for itself It should speak for itself, you know what I mean? [Freddie Gibbs] Kane season, fuckin' my pastor daughter in two Jesus pieces (yeah) Droppin' this blow on the basement floor, my Yeezys squeakin' Reppin' the fin, I pledge allegiance, undefeated - fuck the forty acres and the mule They gave us niggas the evils, hot pots, spoons and needles (yeah) Sold a piece of crack to polices, Mario Van Peebles (uh) Servin' every prom queen and Pookie with that vanilla smoothie (I was prom queen!) Scary Gary my nigga, my neighborhood somethin' like Fallujah Vladimir banana clip, move with Russian collusion shooters (uhh) Fuck a track, hoe sellin' that pussy on computers (yeah) Pimpin'll never die, Chad Butler in Heaven chuckin' deuces (hold up) Trunkin' deuces of hard white fish, then I made a wish (yeah) A smoker scrubbin' down my kitchen, I'm never gon' wash a dish (yes) It's Mr. Clean, Pine-Sol, Palmolive These niggas don't know how hard you ridin' for they ass 'til you park it (skrrt) In 1998, I sold a Glock-19 chopper 2018, I'm finna reclaim my fuckin' time and cop the Rollie flooded, Maxine Waters Fuck your poison, keep your vaccines off us (nuh-uh) We got a reality star in the goddamn office - quite like the Reagan days (yeah) Fernando said they used to move chickens in the Noriega days (yeah) I disrespect his name and he signed my face with the razor blade (true story nigga) Baby Tony, top of the family like Johnny Sacrimoni (yeah) Choppin' up this block white top in some Yohji Yamamotos (uh) Whoever kill him first gon' get promoted Boy I was +Gettin' Away With Murder+ before Denzel fucked Viola Gangsta Kane [Chorus 2X: Killer Mike] Young nigga, dope money, just have at it nigga Make money, more money, mathematics nigga But the po-pos, they comin' for yo' money nigga Play low, I mean low like no money nigga [Pusha T] Look, real bars are the ill bars These scars are the only real proof they couldn't kill gods My coke hand is still sketchin' out my memoirs What I did to door panels on them Windstars Gem stars left cuts in the dinner plates It's new stash spots, the AC don't just ventilate Take over your blocks, young niggas assimilate We all break bread like goin' Dutch on a dinner date The love of your life rap nigga wear fake watches The serial number don't match the gift boxes The bezel on her Ballon Bleu do the Tinashe The bitch told me two-tone Rollies was too blasé (YUGGHCK~!) Way more chemical than political PTSD from what I weighed on the digital It was snowfall and Reagan gave me the visual Obama opened his doors knowing I was a criminal I took a risk, I took a brick Took a road trip to a Motel 6 Get it wholesale and you know I won't tell shit Ride coattails then he really want that lit Just another in the mix nigga - I'm rich, nigga! Tell me, is you Alpo or Mitch, nigga? Bet it all, roulette, all on my wrist, nigga Like Cleo +Settin' It Off+, takin' your bitch, nigga - OOH! [Chorus: Killer Mike] Young nigga, dope money, just have at it nigga Make money, more money, mathematics nigga But the po-pos, they comin' for yo' money nigga Play low, I mean low like no money nigga Young nigga, dope money, just have at it nigga Make money, more money, mathematics nigga But the low-low, like talkin' to baby mama nigga Fake rap, tell that bitch this is that show money nigga [Outro: sample of a standup by Dap "Sugar" Willie] "I know a guy in my neighborhood, he came home from work one day and caught his best friend in the hall with his wife They had all day to go to bed Pulled out a .45 and shot both of 'em Next morning, his friend went down to the jail He said, 'Fred, don't take it so hard' {*"Nigga" echoes*} He said, 'It could've been worse' He said, 'What you mean it could've been worse?!' He said, 'Man, two people dead! I might get the electric chair! You tell me me it could've been worse?' He said, 'Yeah baby, it could've been worse' He said, 'What you mean?!' He said, 'Hell, if you'd have came Thursday instead of Friday, you'd have gotten me, too!'"