Fatman Scoop - The Invitation lyrics

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Fatman Scoop - The Invitation lyrics

[Verse 1: Saigon] Ain't nothin' stoppin this murder in this Metropolis I represent the poor and profitless corner monopolists The pessimist outnumber the optimist on the block and it's Coppers that got binoculars cause I can feel them watchin us (Feel em watchin us) If only they knew what we had a pocket of They probably swarm in without a warning pointin Glocks at us Get down...but this is gettin us paid So at a very tender age we learned the tricks of the trade Copping coke to cooking it to chipping it with the blade To baggin and pitchin to gettin rid of it in a raid Most of us would never get to the stage, when its lawyers and bail Hell we're happy to get sticked in the cage And it's crazy we be out here for days upon days Makin just enough to get some licks, some kicks, and some haze It's a damn shame we're placed in a no win situation The party is in the pen and the blow is the invitation [Hook: Q-Tip] Fishk**, Rikers Island you don't stop Greenhaven all day you don't stop Hold it down in Rahway you don't stop You gotta strive in Elmira you don't stop Sullivan, Coxsackie you don't stop All my peoples Auburn you don't stop And last but not least for the sure shot It's the abandoned nation [Verse 2: Saigon] Theresa baby daddy got a bad habit of smoking money up She gettin some stripper paper but saving up for a tummy tuck Little man hungry as f** he only one-years-old But knows he's unlucky and such As he grows he gets bitter now he acts up in cla** He curses his teachers out tellin them they can kiss his a** Soon as he didn't pa** his mama whoopin his a** His pops is not around the boy is block bound (Block bound) Not even 12 months later He s**ing on 40-ounces and pissing in elevators Idolizin the guys with big rides that's gettin the quick paper And now he despises the sh**-taker He 13 goin on 26 and a half His only dream was to have bricks and a stash Poppin the clutch and hittin the gas, so then he start dabblin In the coke game pitchin for halves Now he sittin in a cell with an unpeculiar bail He happened to make a sale to an unfamiliar male Who was an undercover cop his photo is at the station The party is in the pen and the blow is the invitation [Hook: Q-Tip] Bayview, San Quentin you don't stop North Branch, Connally you don't stop Huntsville, Buckingham, and you don't stop Greenville, James River you don't stop [Verse 3: Saigon] The party is in the pen and the government is promotin it That's the reason I don't be believin in all this votin sh** They bring the coke in this b**h, ain't no poppy seeds In the p's please, there's nothing but a whole lot of hopelessness That's where all the focus is, makin sure the blacks Stay in the back the same place that uh, Scoliosis is How can they lie with such compulsiveness we just sit around Acting like as if this is how we supposed to live f** outta here, I can swear in bout a year I'll have these s**as in explainin why the hell they still got us here Still being treated like sh** still gettin beat With nightsticks, still attractin heat in my six That's why we ride still drink Barcardi and the Gin Cause whitey trying to invite me to the party in the pen A body will get your a** up in VIP And the burner will get you in without showing your ID The coke that'll get you in especially if you cook it up You RSVP to the party in the P -enitentiary Saigiddy I am the truth I ain't one of these kids that lie to the youth, I'm living proof [Hook: Q-Tip & Fatman Scoop] Comstock in the house it don't stop Sing Sing, uh you don't stop Attica come on you don't stop And Attica come on you don't stop Out in Greenhaven you don't stop And what it do Rahway you don't stop Out west in Lompoc you don't stop Is San Quentin in the house and you don't stop Over in Ironwood you don't stop What about Arrendale you don't stop North Branch do it up you don't stop Over in Connelly you don't stop Saigon the Yardfather you don't stop Just Blaze on the beat he keeps it hot And last but not least for the sure shot It's the abandoned nation [Outro: Fatman Scoop] Comstock's in the house hands up (hands up) Sing Sing's in the house hands up (hands up) Attica's in the house hands up (hands high) Greenhaven's in the house hands up (to the sky) Rahway's in the house hands up (put em up) Lompoc's in the house hands up (keep em up) Elmira's in the house hands up (hands high) Sullivan's in the house hands up (put em up, put em up)

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