Mario - Monopoly lyrics

[Intro: Papoose] To everybody in the struggle If somebody ever told you that you couldn't do somethin' And you still made it happen Congratulations Soul clap for all the independent women Soul clap for all my homies straight thuggin' Clap for the real MCs buzzin' We the leaders of the new school [Verse 1: Papoose] Momma's in tha kitchen cookin' that rice Father's outside shootin' them dice Brother's in jail, raisin' hell Sister's on the corner sellin' fruit co*ktail Family alcoholics still sippin' his booze That's why I'm rappin over rhythm n' blues To all you rich black folks wit ya glistenin' j**els Entrepreneurs, all you millionare dudes Before you catch another case, limit your moves Johnny Cochran got a brain tumor, I deliver the news What if mother nature aborted the sky When would we shoot our fireworks on the fourth of July? We can't afford to live, so abortions rise Can't afford the truth, so we told to lie Can't afford a funeral, 'cause the costs is high God damn, we can't even afford to die! [Chorus: Papoose] But if you buyin' a house, I'll be your land lord I'll finance you a car, that's if you can't afford I'll own the jails, the banks, and all the property Here's a million, come on big shot, let's play Monopoly [Verse 2: Papoose] 'Cause when the rappers start grindin' It's a shame, a out-of-towner gotta sign them But when his album drop and he go diamond Everybody beside him Every real artist need a real label to sign them Just like every good man need a good woman behind them It ain't about havin' the baddest chick on the streets I respect the dude Nas 'cause he married Kelis, but still If you ain't ready, just wanna be my fiancé Than we could do it like Jay Z and Beyonce Pardon my language, if you a real b**h Than we could do it like Jada and Will Smith Coincidence, where we come in to spin it at We in tha same place that we first got rich at They only gonna give us what they know they will get back So when you get money, don't you ever forget that [Chorus: Papoose] [Verse 3: Papoose] He got a DVD flow They need to give me man, Smack, his own TV show The voice of the jails, voice of the streets Kay Slay's show should play seven days a week We pull guns on each other, are we still peoples? If you strapped and I'm not strapped, we still equal? The say don't carry guns, 'cause guns real lethal But guns don't k** people, people k** people My cousin gotta do time, he say it ain't nuthin' Told me, I could do the time standin' on my head, cousin Yo Paps, stay focused, you out hear bustin' By the time I come home, you gonna be somethin' I wish I could do half his time for him We go in there thuggin', he do a year, I do a year They run and concur it, but still It's all about havin' money and property, true They'd rather see us doin' d** and robberies, true We gotta flip that into the economy, you So my philosophy's the way of the world Let's play Monopoly! [Outro: Papoose] You gotta monopolize and strategize So we can get this money Get filthy rich Thugacation Street Sweapers C'mon man East coast, pop a bottle wit y'all West coast, pop a bottle wit y'all Down south, pop a bottle wit y'all Count your blessings, you ain't promised tomorrow