Intro (The Education of Smif-N-Wessun)

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, we made it Top of the world (Great place to be) Yeah, yeah [Verse] People be asking' what's happenin' with these rappin' dudes Just enjoyin' the view from this altitude They can't help but show hatred when you be makin' moves We out for that callaloo like Jamaican food We set a place for two, break bread where bosses dine Courside 'til Dru-Ha said it's your time The discography read like an anthology The education of Smif N Wessun is not a comedy (No) Ain't no apologies, fabrications or fallacies (Nope) Follow the protocol, dedication is the policy (Yep) Now slumlord's owning properties Even a homeless man knows it's currency over policy (That's right) But they jealous of the comradery We had to downsize, quality over quantity Enter the stage, billboard pages acknowledge we Look up, see us in the stars like astrology Raise the voices up a couple decibels (Raise 'em up) They can sing let it ring through the vestibule Don't they sound so heavenly? I say it like a G, I miss my brother P Influential, tempermental I'm settin' the tempo straight from the intro Now everybody jewlry is authentic And don't nobody care about the music business (No) Except the culture vultures and the soul snatchers Hard doin' business with you cracker ass crackers Stop geekin' (Stop geekin') Y'all niggas dope fiends (Word) Fuckin' with that Molly and promethazine That will will end ya life quicker (Quicker) Than any type of liquor takin' out ya liver The God swifter than a scammer with a scanner (Scanner) Blam ya with the hammer (Hammer) Ladies, pardon my manners But when it's all types of bitches sayin' you the man (Uh) It get hard to keep ya dick in ya pants I ain't hateful, I'm faithful (No) Yeah, I fucked up, I made mistakes too (Word, uh) That's why when you find a true one, it's only right That you make her an honest woman and make her your wife And by no means I ain't better than anybody (Naw) I just know how shit go down in clubs and after parties (I just know how shit go down, na'mean?) When the loud is lit and the bottle poppin' And it be mostly niggas doin' the dick ridin' (Uh) It's time we call a spade a spade (Word) Real recognise real, y'all lookin' hella lame (Word) Hard hittin', don livin', God given No harm or infliction upon women and children (Naw) It was written what I'm spittin' only kings be sittin' Play ya position, hired help, stay in the kitchen A crown on the wrist, a pound or a fifth I'm just shootin' you a jewel, consider it a gift [Outro] So everything that comes to birth owes something to the give up You owe to your father, honour You owe to your mother, honour But to God, you owe your all Not to a government Not to a flag Not to a king Not to a ruler You owe it all