Addition Subtraction Lyrics

All that talking, where's the action

All you're making, what's the fraction

You want know, show no reaction

Every time I make it happen

Every rhyme is satisfaction

Every rhyme is for transactions

It's not addition, subtraction

Then is just a distraction

You think you God, fool I don't think I am

But I think I can do what God do

What he do

It's right, so what you telling me

Ignore you, you gon' know I'm true

When I speak and when I record to

Shoot and score too, get your reward too

I ball too, I play with them giffys

Play with cards too, I was getting pistols out them cars too, far too intelligent

To be at least, I thought, who would think I'd swing the sword to

Life discards you, it leave you bloody bruised scarred too, I learned to face that

Get the breesh, I learned to chase that

Where the treeshs be, I pull some lace

Who that lady with that face tat

Ass fat God damn, where your waist at

I like that

If I get it, I'ma wife that

Pipe that, she tryna get it

Get it right back

I won't bite that unless you like that

Write back

Let me know where I should pull up right fast, she type fast

Get the vibe, she ain't gon' want her night back

All that talking, where's the action

All you're making, what's the fraction

You want know, show no reaction

Every time I make it happen

Every rhyme is satisfaction

Every rhyme is for transactions

It's not addition, subtraction

Then is just a distraction

I wake up early knowing

Rolling up the spliff before

I go and get my pearlies glowing

What I'm burning potent

Need to watch how I move, learn to motion

All I did for you, little girl

I think that I deserve devotion

Guess I'll settle with

Rubbing your curves with lotion

She make a wetter day

I mean a better day

Every day I'm getting paid

I don't forget a day

Some niggas get a job

Some niggas get a trade

Some niggas like to rob

Some niggas let it spray

Some niggas sellin' hard

Some niggas sellin' weight

Some could sit a day

Some niggas ain't even choose

They gonna finish late

Some niggas they got the juice

They got the minute maid

Some niggas don't got a clue

Some niggas in a phase

And somebody you knew is dead or in a cage

So what you doing here in the maze

You really all by yourself to find a way

To make a finer today

All that talking, where's the action

All you're making, what's the fraction

You want know, show no reaction

Every time I make it happen

Every rhyme is satisfaction

Every rhyme is for transactions

It's not addition, subtraction

Then is just a distraction

You think you God, fool I don't think I am

But I think I can do what God do

What he do

It's right, so what you telling me

Ignore you, you gon' know I'm true

When I speak and when I record to

Shoot and score too, get your reward too

I ball too, I play with them giffys

Play with cards too, I was getting pistols out them cars too, far too intelligent

To be at least, I thought, who would think I'd swing the sword to

Life discards you, and leave you bloody bruised scarred too,