No Days Off

The Diplomats

Yeah.. 
Its like no days off with this shit man, Come on 

[Verse 1] 
Crime rate back up, my mind stay backed up 
Just opened a new spot, the line stay backed up 
Piece still workin good, police still jerk the hood 
Keesh still boof her break, come home and work it good 
I still got that big ass goose down 
case I ever gotta bring that big ass tool round 
This shit is just one big ass zoo now, zoo town 
Who knows who gon' be gunnin you down 
I stay on heavy alert 
Cause I know plenty of jerks, wish me bad and send me the worse (yeah) 
Send me the curse--but I told ya I'm a soldier 
Rather be buried than hurt (shit), I'd rather be buried in dirt 
Without a tombstone, just plenty of dirt (yeah) 
That'll work, before the day I ever say 
"Son I can't feed you, son I can't please you." 
You'll never be the son of that evil 
Cause I'll become somethin that evil, dumpin that Eagle 
It's all chess moves, make ya best move 
Cause the wrong one will cause you a flesh wound 
And a wise man told me 
"Don't date the days, cause a date don't change the days" 
And flippin pages don't change the page 
All that does is change the page (shit) 
And that why we hold heat in these cold streets 
Cause negros creep, I can't be low key 
And these police, lean on me 
Tell me I gotta pay, give 'em green or heat 
Gon' take me to the bing for free 
And my bail gon' be more than Chi-Ali's (yeah) 
That's how these coppers work, they all rotten jerks 
Pigs, Uncle Toms and some Papa Smurfs 

Thats how it goes down man 
Still on the block, still doin' what the fuck we do 
Told you it's no days off 
You sleep, you gone 
Yeah 

[Verse 2] 
Now I'm sittin in this room stuffed, all boomed up (shit) 
Not knowin what's who or who's what 
I won't drink, so I'm sippin the water 
High as fuck and my vision is tore up 
And then I heard--I looked up and thought I saw B.I.G. in the corner 
Then I knew the agenda, get it in order 
But I was so used to givin the order, him gettin the order 
His man delivers the order (yeah) 
I'm all for this beef shit, it's war when the heat spit 
Fact is, all we good for is this beef shit (yeah) 
And so hood at this, so good at this 
Coke pushin shit, shit, why would I quit? 
You'll never see an easier dollar than when a fiend bring a dollar 
Long as youre keepin that product (yup) 
And I'm keepin that product, I dont gotta re-stock up 
Let a drop come, I'm eatin the block up 
I'm sellin weight customers packs 
They fiendin the cop stuff and I know the drill, yeah I know it's real 
You don't wanna have to shut down ya spot 
And have ya fiends have to come down the block 
Stop complanin, shut up now and cock (take that) 
Cause I will set up down the block 
And your strip'll be mine, ya Nicks'll be Dimes 
I will set up now and rock 

Nigga, I told you man 
Take a day off, you fuckin slippin nigga 
And real niggaz don't do that 
You follow me? 
Follow me 
Ha ha (Yeah) Dipset bitch 
It's a new movement goin on 
Killa, Jim Jones, Freeky, JR...Bezel...Okay 
It's all fallin into place!
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