Dynasty

Yeah, there's a lot goin' on

But this the dynasty

The crazy man's keepin' me up

I'm not sleepin'

My fit too fresh to be doin' the housekeepin'

The maids cost too much

Started cleanin' my own closet

Livin' childhood fantasies

Dealin' with grown problems

Got a brand new bae

She keep me good like the music

If the roc is here

Throw up your diamonds and hood cubics

No I'd said it's time to

Take these goofy niggas out rap

Drop bombs over baghdad

On these soundcloud outcasts

I stray away to say the way

My days would be without rap

My mind drifts to back

Before the chi was labelled chiraq

Then chief keef dropped in 2012

Now it's a drill

I was waitin' in the wing

Like a bird on a windowsill

Now I'm the fresh prince

I think I know how my uncle feel

He sent this dope shit

To my veins like fiends on any deal

After we build on

Existing structures shift the culture

Like george bush

Searchin' for weapons of mass destruction

Think I'm 'bout to blow

But this ain't the middle east

This the midwest

And we the royal family like della reese

Savemoney the new dynasty like death row in '93

The same year my mother's water broke on 57 th st

Mama mensah knew she raised a very special man

Young muhammad in the ring

With the power in my hands

To defy the federation like ali in vietnam

The roc is still alive throw your diamonds up again

Yeah I carry the roc like

A runnin' back hundred miles and runnin' back

Hov the president he flyin' private in obama's jet

Vic the young hitta I want it with any nigga

My problems' deeper than rap

Ain't a problem to bury niggas

Cemetery diggers will be ready

For your favorite rapper

Catch him stompin' in my yard

I step up like a beta kappa

I am nothin' like these actors

They're only on camera

I hit 'em in the head like holly holm hit ronda

And my home is rwanda blood diamonds and minors

High school students with guns

Hidin' in their binder

Gotta wear a clear bookbag and wear a hood pass

Hit you from the blindside that's a no look pass

Rookie season steve nash

They are just my sons

Catchin' alley oops

Catch 'em in the alley oops

I heard a certain who's who mad

That I like the danger

Get your priorities

Straight like hermione granger

Sixteen in the magazine and one in the chamber

Sneak it in the club that's a club banger

This is not a diss song this a disclaimer

Sorry that your management can't manage my anger

Violence is not the answer

But lord they done brought it to me

You gon' see a side of me

The south side taught it to me

They gon' think I'm akeem

When I pull up and pull

A semi uzi auto fully out

The robert geller hoodie

Yeah pelle pelle bloody motown berry gordy

With the shits levatory tell a nurse purgatory

Minimums is mandatory crack sentencin'

Bad parentin' put his dad on maury

Just another classic story

I know there's no master for me

I don't even buy chains

I don't rock diamonds

I just need the roc chain

I don't get high no more I go high octane

They should call the rap game my name

This is my game vic

To the police

To the police

You can not you can not

You can not you can not

You can not you can not

You will not you will not

Kill me kill me

If you want justice make some noise

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