Lyrics Amistad - Price

Master let me off the ship
Run it up off the blitz
Squabble up, toss your mitts
Might call a chick, might call a play
But never call it quits
Real ones don't often miss
Survive through all the risks
My niggas off the shits

Seen greatness (off the rip)
Couldn't break this (off the rip)
Was fresher (off the rip)
Put pressure (off the rip)
Was angry (off the rip)
Couldn't tame me (off the rip)
Went maney (off the rip)

Yeah I'm off that
Just another day of course
Me and City bored 'til the law knocked at the door
Hold up
I guess I should've mentioned
We just fought the neighbors for calling us niggas
For that ain't no talk or mediating
So here we are

Hey kids, is your mama home?
I had to think twice
It wouldn't be smart to say I'm alone
But then again it wouldn't be smart to say moms in the back
'Cause if she find out that we just whoop they ass, it's finna crack
So fuck that

Look the law in the face
And tell them I'm a god
I'm a god, watch us take over like Amistad
I told them mama sleeping
From how she slobbering and snoring, it's great
I said I'm gone and slammed the door in they face
Fuck on, blood stains on me
The same OG, everybody move on three
One, two, move

Nag Champa burning my family, arguing while Badu sing
I had a piece and cocaine residue on the bathroom sink
Hotbox in the house, now granny mad 'cause the bathroom stink
(Sorry gran) y'all better get the fuck out of my house
I go outside, Murda back fighting the neighbours
I help kick him, then we dip him
Now we all in his pockets, we finna strip him
Hold on

Oh, get off me
Get off me
You black fuckers get off me

Drama I don't dodge
Whoop a racist I'm obliged
Call me in and I'ma ride
Look them in the face and tell 'em

Tell 'em I'm a god
You a god, tell 'em I'm a god
We gon' ride
Take over like Amistad
Hold up

Ay, Master let me off the ship
It's time to talk my shit
Really the god of this
Look in the mirror, you'll find out
That's where the knowledge is
I knocked her off the list
Survive through all the risk
My niggas off the shits

Seen greatness (off the rip)
Couldn't break this (off the rip)
Was fresher (off the rip)
Put pressure (off the rip)
Was angry (off the rip)
Couldn't tame me (off the rip)
Went maney (off the rip)
Man off the rip, I'm off that

Just another day of course
Durag holding down my waves
Touring holding down the stage
While my Uncle Thurmond and CDC holding down the cage
My new girl bringing up my old chick
I think she found her page

Talking like you running it up but your hustle's out of shape
I don't run into you in traffic or walking out the bank
Residual income independently off of sound exchange
So meet the new PRICE, I'm far away from them doubtful days

Stevie could see that he's heaven sent with the bars
Limo tint on the car, blunt look like a cigar
Big L no Debarge, Big L and Escobar
Probably mixed into one
It's Price, AKA Mr. Get That Shit Done
Really the one

Bet you other lames exist when I'm done
The closest thing to if Money Making Mitch had a son
In the hood you get betrayed by the last one you seen come
And when them white boys get mad
They get to grab machine guns, it's crazy

See your men bow
See the righteous forsaken
Listen, I don't want y'all out here fighting
But the odds are against you
Being brown in this country
A lot of things like this is gonna be happening
Sometimes you can walk away
Sometimes you gotta press the issue