Global Politics - Wu-Syndicate



featuring Napoleon



[Intro: Myalansky, (Joe Mafia)]

Yo, son gimme some play on this release of Slot Time, son

(Aight, son, it's all Wu)

Gimme some play, man, it's cold world right now

(It's real out here man, word up)

Wu-Syndicate

Icy, (ice, ice, ice

It's fridget out here God)

Grab your coat! (Word)



[Chorus: Napoleon]

It's the modern day Ice Age

The world's frozen, turned front page

Cats with icy bloodstreams in the rage

Thirty-two degrees below poverty, feds drug raid

and lock you in a cage where it's cold, the Ice Age



[Myalansky]

Peace to freed jail cats come home, now they cop ranges

Hand to hand shoot outs with mack, new on the block stranger

Caught up in VA, New York language

Miami niggas had these projects locked till the knox raided

Holdin ball, paint job, the top flavor

What up my nigga? Rock the gold teeth grill, bally some dark suede gear

Twenty dollar bill mixed with speed ball

Teen team burn, finger firey red, makin the king fall

Incarceration, as an incarconsist is your education

150 gats with clip, arsonists in the makins

Slight back your moon roof, gimme some liquer straight no prune juice

wildin' all night, who let the goons loose?



[Chorus (x2)]



[Joe Mafia]

City serpent, street merchant, networkin

Oakwood suburban, dirty swervin, poppin Germans

Mindor way now, shorties want style that's foul, flagrant

ya laced shit

Case can't face it, house arrest, I shake the gates

and give up for flesh, money long, Sonny singin funny songs

The street songs, faggot at arms, retire firearms

Lamb skin, master craftsman, just stay flashin

Mashin, chest burnin from a thug passion -aca



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