Tell Me Who Profits Lyrics

Song	Tell Me Who Profits
Artist	Souls of Mischief
Album	93 'til Infinity
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	作词 : Carter, Lindsey, Massey, Owens ...
	A-plus：
	Hmmmmm
	I could give a damn about you and your crew
	Everybody's frontin'
	Aint nobody bein' true to
	The things they say
	They say...
	Tajai:
	Man, i understand,
	A-plus: and,
	Phesto:
	I got a plan for improvement. . .
	A-plus:
	But you gets the finger
	And i bring a
	Attitude with me
	Cause brothas that i know be acting shifty
	Let me be me
	And i'll let you be you
	But why talk about me if it's not me that you're talkin' to
	Lets make it clear
	You do not know, me
	So skip 'how ya livin', 'how ya feel, bro g'
	To me that's phony
	Asking if my shit's dropping
	The kids stop when
	They start to get they lips popped, and
	They say i forgot 'em
	But i aint seen 'em in four years,
	Tajai:
	You always had my number,
	A-plus: so step with your poor tears
	And what about,
	Opio: plus is my man!
	A0plus: you need to stop it
	Screw the doers
	Of rumors
	Cause you nerds never profit.
	[chorus:]
	"tell me who profits?　you got beat, cause you like to gossip."
	Phesto:
	In school i never used to raise my hand in class
	I always knew the teacher's hand
	A passing grade to me
	In the back, relax
	Cause they wasn't kickin' facts
	In facts
	I never learned nuttin',
	Opio:
	I can fool with the school system
	They take facts and twist 'em
	Into knots, right up the block's
	A spot
	To get a 40
	Around the corner get craps,
	Phesto:
	Perhaps these is traps
	To keep us tapped
	Saps, can buy gats
	With flat-tipped bullet caps
	In the locker room with no hassle
	And assholes sell cracks in sacks
	To class-foes & friends
	Cause the mass goes with the trend.
	Opio:
	My friend
	The niggas makin' ends is livin' illegal
	That's the way to go
	I'm out to get dough.
	Phesto:
	Dough?
	The education, to get you further
	Than murder and drugs with thugs
	You're better off being a nerd.
	Opio:
	That's absurd
	Life don't mean nuthin' without phat pockets
	That's the only way to get paid
	You tell me who profits.
	[chorus:]
	"o&p: tell me who profits?
	O: i'll have g's,
	P: but you'll get shot, kid (dick)!"
	Tajai:
	Huh!
	Ya gotta wonder
	Why niggas plunder, kill
	Have ya torn a sunder
	Cuz i'ma build
	And fill
	A glass pipe full of crack
	And black men's pockets be phat
	A little
	Lets whittle the way to the core now
	Ya packin' a glock
	Mackin' the block
	Fight with the cops
	Well, who ya takin' the risk for?
	A kingpin swingin'
	With the president
	Greasin' 'em up & givin' 'em papes
	For drugs in the states
	Have ya dodgin' niggas and caps
	He's with george & clarence
	Digging golf balls out of sand traps
	He's never seen frisco or oakland
	He got a glimpse of new york
	When he went to see the opera ("ahhhhhh!"
	He's seventy-six, getting senile
	If we live past 2-4 we're due for a stay in the penile
	So see now, we polish our berettas
	But there's no boats or caine fields nowhere in the ghetto
	Yo...
	[chorus:]
	"tajai: tell me who profits?
	Dc got schemes, and we aint got spit...damn."

	zuo ci : Carter, Lindsey, Massey, Owens ...
	Aplus:
	Hmmmmm
	I could give a damn about you and your crew
	Everybody' s frontin'
	Aint nobody bein' true to
	The things they say
	They say...
	Tajai:
	Man, i understand,
	Aplus: and,
	Phesto:
	I got a plan for improvement. . .
	Aplus:
	But you gets the finger
	And i bring a
	Attitude with me
	Cause brothas that i know be acting shifty
	Let me be me
	And i' ll let you be you
	But why talk about me if it' s not me that you' re talkin' to
	Lets make it clear
	You do not know, me
	So skip ' how ya livin', ' how ya feel, bro g'
	To me that' s phony
	Asking if my shit' s dropping
	The kids stop when
	They start to get they lips popped, and
	They say i forgot ' em
	But i aint seen ' em in four years,
	Tajai:
	You always had my number,
	Aplus: so step with your poor tears
	And what about,
	Opio: plus is my man!
	A0plus: you need to stop it
	Screw the doers
	Of rumors
	Cause you nerds never profit.
	chorus:
	" tell me who profits?　 you got beat, cause you like to gossip."
	Phesto:
	In school i never used to raise my hand in class
	I always knew the teacher' s hand
	A passing grade to me
	In the back, relax
	Cause they wasn' t kickin' facts
	In facts
	I never learned nuttin',
	Opio:
	I can fool with the school system
	They take facts and twist ' em
	Into knots, right up the block' s
	A spot
	To get a 40
	Around the corner get craps,
	Phesto:
	Perhaps these is traps
	To keep us tapped
	Saps, can buy gats
	With flattipped bullet caps
	In the locker room with no hassle
	And assholes sell cracks in sacks
	To classfoes friends
	Cause the mass goes with the trend.
	Opio:
	My friend
	The niggas makin' ends is livin' illegal
	That' s the way to go
	I' m out to get dough.
	Phesto:
	Dough?
	The education, to get you further
	Than murder and drugs with thugs
	You' re better off being a nerd.
	Opio:
	That' s absurd
	Life don' t mean nuthin' without phat pockets
	That' s the only way to get paid
	You tell me who profits.
	chorus:
	" o p: tell me who profits?
	O: i' ll have g' s,
	P: but you' ll get shot, kid dick!"
	Tajai:
	Huh!
	Ya gotta wonder
	Why niggas plunder, kill
	Have ya torn a sunder
	Cuz i' ma build
	And fill
	A glass pipe full of crack
	And black men' s pockets be phat
	A little
	Lets whittle the way to the core now
	Ya packin' a glock
	Mackin' the block
	Fight with the cops
	Well, who ya takin' the risk for?
	A kingpin swingin'
	With the president
	Greasin' ' em up givin' ' em papes
	For drugs in the states
	Have ya dodgin' niggas and caps
	He' s with george clarence
	Digging golf balls out of sand traps
	He' s never seen frisco or oakland
	He got a glimpse of new york
	When he went to see the opera " ahhhhhh!"
	He' s seventysix, getting senile
	If we live past 24 we' re due for a stay in the penile
	So see now, we polish our berettas
	But there' s no boats or caine fields nowhere in the ghetto
	Yo...
	chorus:
	" tajai: tell me who profits?
	Dc got schemes, and we aint got spit... damn."

	zuò cí : Carter, Lindsey, Massey, Owens ...
	Aplus:
	Hmmmmm
	I could give a damn about you and your crew
	Everybody' s frontin'
	Aint nobody bein' true to
	The things they say
	They say...
	Tajai:
	Man, i understand,
	Aplus: and,
	Phesto:
	I got a plan for improvement. . .
	Aplus:
	But you gets the finger
	And i bring a
	Attitude with me
	Cause brothas that i know be acting shifty
	Let me be me
	And i' ll let you be you
	But why talk about me if it' s not me that you' re talkin' to
	Lets make it clear
	You do not know, me
	So skip ' how ya livin', ' how ya feel, bro g'
	To me that' s phony
	Asking if my shit' s dropping
	The kids stop when
	They start to get they lips popped, and
	They say i forgot ' em
	But i aint seen ' em in four years,
	Tajai:
	You always had my number,
	Aplus: so step with your poor tears
	And what about,
	Opio: plus is my man!
	A0plus: you need to stop it
	Screw the doers
	Of rumors
	Cause you nerds never profit.
	chorus:
	" tell me who profits?　 you got beat, cause you like to gossip."
	Phesto:
	In school i never used to raise my hand in class
	I always knew the teacher' s hand
	A passing grade to me
	In the back, relax
	Cause they wasn' t kickin' facts
	In facts
	I never learned nuttin',
	Opio:
	I can fool with the school system
	They take facts and twist ' em
	Into knots, right up the block' s
	A spot
	To get a 40
	Around the corner get craps,
	Phesto:
	Perhaps these is traps
	To keep us tapped
	Saps, can buy gats
	With flattipped bullet caps
	In the locker room with no hassle
	And assholes sell cracks in sacks
	To classfoes friends
	Cause the mass goes with the trend.
	Opio:
	My friend
	The niggas makin' ends is livin' illegal
	That' s the way to go
	I' m out to get dough.
	Phesto:
	Dough?
	The education, to get you further
	Than murder and drugs with thugs
	You' re better off being a nerd.
	Opio:
	That' s absurd
	Life don' t mean nuthin' without phat pockets
	That' s the only way to get paid
	You tell me who profits.
	chorus:
	" o p: tell me who profits?
	O: i' ll have g' s,
	P: but you' ll get shot, kid dick!"
	Tajai:
	Huh!
	Ya gotta wonder
	Why niggas plunder, kill
	Have ya torn a sunder
	Cuz i' ma build
	And fill
	A glass pipe full of crack
	And black men' s pockets be phat
	A little
	Lets whittle the way to the core now
	Ya packin' a glock
	Mackin' the block
	Fight with the cops
	Well, who ya takin' the risk for?
	A kingpin swingin'
	With the president
	Greasin' ' em up givin' ' em papes
	For drugs in the states
	Have ya dodgin' niggas and caps
	He' s with george clarence
	Digging golf balls out of sand traps
	He' s never seen frisco or oakland
	He got a glimpse of new york
	When he went to see the opera " ahhhhhh!"
	He' s seventysix, getting senile
	If we live past 24 we' re due for a stay in the penile
	So see now, we polish our berettas
	But there' s no boats or caine fields nowhere in the ghetto
	Yo...
	chorus:
	" tajai: tell me who profits?
	Dc got schemes, and we aint got spit... damn."

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