Jeezy - Politically Correct lyrics
rate me(Intro)
I'm out in paradise on this chardonnay
But I'm still thinkin' about the struggle though
Yeah, real shit
(Hook)
I'm from a small hood and we big on respect
Ya get yo money up, ya go big on yo neck
Hit the dealership and go big on the Vette
By any means, got to get the check
Politically correct
In my Makaveli voice, yeah I'm down for the cos'
Judge, does hoop shit, to hell with them laws
The revolution won't be televised on the net
So if you're coming, best be coming with respect
Politically correct
(Verse)
Welcome to the mind of a black man
This world done drove me so crazy think I need me a CAT scan
Pocket full of paper, no credit
Think I ain't 'bout to flex up on these folks then forget it
See poverty, yeah it taught me to hustle
I'm a rebel with a cos', that said, let's get back to the struggle
Just left Chiraq, it's a war zone
Praying for my east side niggas, just hold on
What ya know about a hundred rounds?
Nigga, they got drums on the Glocks now
Like De Niro off in Heat, niggas shoot at the cops now
I ain't tryna promote no violence
Until we fix this shit just know a nigga won't be silent
I'm watching niggas getting smoked like hookahs
Go smoke a blunt and watch the news
Cos' that shit there is sort of confusing
They done killed anotha nigga
I said, 'ya sure, mutherfucker?'
I will postpone this tour and start a war, mutherfucker
(Hook)
(Verse 2)
Walk up in the white house like it's my house
Taxpayer mutherfucker, yeah this is my couch
What the problem is, homie? The bills paid
Green grass, shooters out front, and I'm knowing the crib raid
I ain't gon' act like this is all yo fault
I roll a blunt, ya grab a chair, we gon' sit down and have that talk
Racism at its all time high
And Taraji P. Henson at an all time fly
I'm like, "Lord why they tearing up B-More?"
We do it then we do it all together, that's what DC for
Can't forget my riders off in Virginia
Tell 'em free B-More Goose, they put that boy in a blender
Gots up in here, politics player
Otha than that
Drink a glass of red wine, smoke a cigar with the mayor
Down goes anotha nigga
I said, 'ya sure, mutherfucka?'
I will step up out this pussy and start a war, mutherfucka
(Hook)
(Interlude)
Y'all don't wanna feel my wrath, not at all
Every hood, every penitentiary
Every ghetto, ya do the math
This at the hood, ya do the math, nigga
(Bridge)
I said I woke up this mornin' feeling optimistic
But the survey say I'll be anotha statistic
Man these folk playing dirty, shooting niggas in the back
Ya look a man in his eyes, what type of coward shit is that?
I'm watching Anderson Cooper, what the fuck do we know?
And Al Sharpton show up like he some type of hero
Shit I'm starting to think ya here just for the press, mutherfucka
Ya niggas betta sell them chains, go buy a vest, mutherfucka
(Hook)