Just Say No

(Verse 1: Akin)

Hot in the name of no don but Bishop Tutu

We make Planet Rock, neo-Zulu

Nation at loss oh gosh who boss who knew

We’re all Tony Danza’s dancing for Angela

Angela, Pamela, Renee

I love you, and from around the way I stay

In your project, hood, or tenement

The rubberband man stand count benjamin

Hail washington bullet hole Kennedy

They rap comatose nigga we got remedy

Wake the fuck up wake the fuck up

That Nelly shit sucks little girls don’t buy it

Wake the fuck up wake the fuck up

They underground stagnant too scared to move

(Verse 2: Akin)

So I’ma rock back and lean with it

That music like crack kill black self esteem get it

We’ve been dancing for too long

My feet hurt plus

My back ain’t too strong

If it ain’t young, it’s young sleazy

Money don kill the game y’all believe me cause

Everybody up in the club I don’t dance

Bitches wanna fuck for cost I won’t pay

Got money in the bank

This time we getting paid right

Eje a jo

Eje a jo

Eje a jo

Eje a jo

(Verse 3: Cise Star)

Sometimes I rhyme slow sometimes I rhyme quick

Turn on the radio then damn I get sick

Every 10 minutes be the same playlist

With these doo doo ass rappers and their speak-and-spell hits

Fuck that shit my stereo’s gonna quit

Playing tired ass rhymes out your painted white lips

Money now but you still act a fool

Doing Dr. Seuss rhymes and your label Playskool

Fuck that shit I’m a grown ass man

Doing grown ass things as I god damn can

While you cop chains I’ma buy me some land

While you sit on 24s I’ma build with my fans

Giving you the real shit

Shit you can deal with

Listen on the corner as the plane hit the building

CYNE mixtapes for the women and the children

One per person, play it in your churches