28 thoughts on “Jay-Z Reasonable Doubt track # 2.Politics as Usual

  1. Always goin bak listen real rap 2019 its fuktup πŸ™ŒβœŒοΈπŸ‘ŒπŸ”₯πŸ’―πŸ’―πŸ‘

  2. (Intro)
    You know how we do
    Roc-A-Fella… forever…

    [Verse 1]
    You can catch me
    Skatin' through your town, puttin' it down, y'all relatin'
    No waitin', I'll make your block infrared hot: I'm like Satan
    Y'all feel a nigga's struggle, y'all think a nigga love to
    HustleΒ behind the wheel, tryin' to escape my trouble
    Kids stop they greetin' me, I'm talking sweet to keys
    Cursin' the very God that brought this grief to be
    My life is based on sacrifices, jewels like Isis
    And fools that think I slip, you fuck around
    You get your guys hit, they built me to be filthy
    On some I-do-or-die shit, for real
    The price of leather's got me, deeper than ever and
    Just think, Winter's here, I'm tryin' to feel mink, nigga

    [Chorus]
    Politics as usual

    [Verse 2]
    I took my Frito to Tito in the district
    Blessed me with some VS
    Somethings I can live with: stop frontin'
    And for the dough I raise, gotta get shit appraised
    No disrespect to you, make sure your word is true
    I'm takin' wages down in Vegas just in case Tyson
    Have a major night off,Β that's clean money, the tax write-off
    You ain't seen money in your life, when it
    Comes to this cheese y'all like Three Blind Mice
    I'm smokin' bros who pump Willie, I expose
    The furthest you Chiles been is the Poconos
    My portfolio reads: leads to Don Corleone, nigga please
    10-year felon, heavy on the wrist, I faze yous
    With the diamond flooded Jesus and blind your facials
    For life, right, it's Jigga, I keep it tight nigga

    [Chorus]
    Politics as usual

    [Verse 3]
    You feel my triumph never – feel my pain
    I'm lyin' low in the leathers, I am, the best that's ever came
    The game changes like my mind just ain't right
    Rewind get this dough, I guess it ain't your night
    Suckin' me in like a vacuum, I remember
    Tellin' my family: "I'll be back soon"; that was December
    '85 and Jay-Z rise 10 years later
    Got me wise still can't break my underworld ties
    I wear black a lot, in theΒ Ac', act a lot
    Got matchin' VCR's, a huge Magnavox
    Ten inch, green like spinach, pop wines that's vintage
    It's a lot of big money in my sentence
    Hittin' towards a mil', lip a, written I kill like that
    Chick baby one-two cat, yeah, I do that
    Ain't no stoppin' the champagne from poppin'
    The drawers from droppin', the law from watchin' – I hate 'em

    [Chorus]
    Politics as usual

  3. Took my frito to Tito in the district πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

  4. Winter of 1996, freshmen in high school stayed pumping this, memories!!!
    23 years later still popping 🍾

  5. β€œYou ain’t seen money in your life
    When it comes to this cheese y’all like 3 blind mice” πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

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