Tiara Thomas - Administration lyrics

[Intro] Oh believe me, you'll understand. The music's very powerful People's reactions to opera the first time they see it is very dramatic They either love it or they hate it If they love it, they will always love it If they don't, they may learn to appreciate it But it will never become part of their soul [Verse 1: Black Cobain] If you take the time to listen, my pens need physicians My heart touch the soul of the hustlers in the kitchen My right tears the ideas for past years I'm Illmatic at present time I'm Nasir Better than my roots, youngin' these are blacks' thoughts Black Thought influenced in my music I bring the flow straight to your neck, I'm a nuisance you can keep your two cents Cameras flashing, attendance of the mob Board Administration the gang, no mirage Close your eyes and picture the pain, this a collage k** these n***as with my music, introduce em to God Understand behind my bars I'm a felon, but you could never get in my correction Alleviate the pen and get the same direction The hardest n***a out, so pardon my erection (yea) [Hook: Tiara Thomas] n***as spit crack, better act like y'all know Got the crew with em, them n***as is ice cold Everywhere they at they them n***as and y'all know Board Administration They ain't even talking unless it's 'bout dough Sippin' cold drinks and leaving with y'all hoes Fly purple label, act like y'all know Board Administration [Verse 2: Black Cobain] I spit truer than polygraphs, hope you get the gist of it Take you down memory lane with no permission slip Words from a whisper You better off going where you started cus we answer all the questions like a sixer Tryna chase fame, be prepared for 12 steps It's an addiction that I can't stress Being crucified for music as they cast away stones f** em the maricons as he puts the city on Closed minded, spilling out my heart I'm emotional Talking to my n***as, he like young I see the growth in you As the clubs get played we bring the cash out Before the last call we already smashed out A deaf man can feel this Knocking on the door of success n***a listen Got rid of the cancer, now we in remission It's all playing out my intuition (yea) [Hook]