Godd Complexx

Are you ready? Uptown, on the corner, uptown Uptown on the corner, uptown I turn around and hear the sound of voices talkin bout who's Goin to die next Cause the white man's got a God complex Tellin niggas screamin for help (help me, help me, help me, help Me) Nigga go make your own help Shit you need it I turn around and hear the sound of jukeboxes playin in bars Pimps parked outside in big pretty Flavor Flav cars Cleaner than a broke dick dog Sittin in a big fine frog Dressed very fine and fly in their Calvin Kani No matter how you flex Yo Jim They'll die next Cause the white man's got a God complex Uptown on the corner, uptown (X 4) Hey brother what you sport my man I got just the thing for you Only cause you're 10 and 2 What ya gonna do baby I got black ones Brown ones Red ones Yellow ones I even got a white one If you want to buy some Yeah That's right 2 5 8 play it straight Got it all worked out I know what I'm talkin bout Yo I been readin my dream books So I ain't no way the kid is gonna get took Nigga what you mean I didn't hit Nigga You full of shit Nigga Lick the ice (uh) Now 7 Come on be nice and hit 11 Well what do you know It's lil Joe Ey my man Got twenty dollars eh lil Joe don't blow Ah baby needs a new pair of shoes Ah pappas got the funky blues Ah mamma plays the crosswords in the news Sorry nigga you lose The line forms to the rear lady muther fuck your welfare check Cause the white man's got a God complex Uptown on the corner (X 4) Mr. Stein elevating a friend But is proud to be mine But you just want to cheat me cause I ain't your kind Damn I'm so poor I don't know what the hell I'mma do anymore Not from this day to the next Cause the white man's got a God complex (vamp out)