Intro M.A.C - Philthy Rich

Happenin', mayne?

M.A.C.-motherfuckin'-B-b-b-last, nigga

Young god built to last, man

Go get them Political Ties and Funk Season 4, man, if you need that starter kit

to that izm, mayne

'Cause I ain’t goin' backwards

I’m only goin' forward with this wisdom, mayne

If you don’t know

I’m a 100% game member, nigga

That’s G-A-M-E member

My bruh Philthy, 100% pushin' the same visual and audio of the same game we

standin' on, nigga

The game is all we know, folks

And since we know the game

We know there’s viruses that can affect the game

And one of them fuckin' viruses is fake love, nigga

Now it’s levels to this fake love shit

So please excuse me 'cause this conversation’s really way overdue

You know what I’m sayin'?

I might get excited, you know what I’m sayin'?

Now, we gon' start with the seed effect love

The fake love you niggas and bitches got for your motherfuckin' self

And this motherfuckin' culture we stand on, nigga

Fake love is most definitely snitchin'

Since our royal black blood stained these American beaches

Snitchin' has been a fuckin' sin

But when you got fake love for yourself

What you stand on

In this extraordinary culture, hmph

Your love is no longer unconditional, nigga

It becomes weak

Unloyal

You understand?

You be gettin' irrationalized, man

Fake as fuck

Boom, fake love, game over, nigga

You know what I’m sayin'?

With no love for yourself, hmph

You can’t have love for your folks

You can’t have love for these motherfuckin' streets

Now as you sit in that motherfuckin' room of choices

The homicide room

Where men either build divine character

Or destroy they value system by bowin' down to the slave master’s Frankenstein

Your fake love gon' blossom

Until have you tellin' on the Underground Railroad, nigga

And help indict Harriet Tubman, nigga

And Frederick Douglass of the black community today, you bitch

Fake ass nigga

Know what I’m sayin'?

Now that’s the first level of fake love, you know what I’m sayin'?

I’ma touch on the next level in a future interlude, you know what I’m sayin'?

But until then, nigga

You know what it is, mayne

Sem City in the house, hmph

F.O.D.

and Hustlanity, mayne

Where young gods BBS this poetry, mayne

Represent strength and loyalty, mayne

Bap bap!

Nigga, no love before fake love, nigga

You know what it is