Intro (The Education of Smif-N-Wessun)

[Intro]
Yeah, we made it
Top of the world (Great place to be)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
People be asking' what's happenin' with these rappin' dudes
Just enjoyin' the view from this altitude
They can't help but show hatred when you be makin' moves
We out for that callaloo like Jamaican food
We set a place for two, break bread where bosses dine
Courside 'til Dru-Ha said it's your time
The discography read like an anthology
The education of Smif N Wessun is not a comedy (No)
Ain't no apologies, fabrications or fallacies (Nope)
Follow the protocol, dedication is the policy (Yep)
Now slumlord's owning properties
Even a homeless man knows it's currency over policy (That's right)
But they jealous of the comradery
We had to downsize, quality over quantity
Enter the stage, billboard pages acknowledge we
Look up, see us in the stars like astrology
Raise the voices up a couple decibels (Raise 'em up)
They can sing let it ring through the vestibule
Don't they sound so heavenly?
I say it like a G, I miss my brother P
Influential, tempermental
I'm settin' the tempo straight from the intro
Now everybody jewlry is authentic
And don't nobody care about the music business (No)
Except the culture vultures and the soul snatchers
Hard doin' business with you cracker ass crackers
Stop geekin' (Stop geekin')
Y'all niggas dope fiends (Word)
Fuckin' with that Molly and promethazine
That will will end ya life quicker (Quicker)
Than any type of liquor takin' out ya liver
The God swifter than a scammer with a scanner (Scanner)
Blam ya with the hammer (Hammer)
Ladies, pardon my manners
But when it's all types of bitches sayin' you the man (Uh)
It get hard to keep ya dick in ya pants
I ain't hateful, I'm faithful (No)
Yeah, I fucked up, I made mistakes too (Word, uh)
That's why when you find a true one, it's only right
That you make her an honest woman and make her your wife
And by no means I ain't better than anybody (Naw)
I just know how shit go down in clubs and after parties (I just know how shit go down, na'mean?)
When the loud is lit and the bottle poppin'
And it be mostly niggas doin' the dick ridin' (Uh)
It's time we call a spade a spade (Word)
Real recognise real, y'all lookin' hella lame (Word)
Hard hittin', don livin', God given
No harm or infliction upon women and children (Naw)
It was written what I'm spittin' only kings be sittin'
Play ya position, hired help, stay in the kitchen
A crown on the wrist, a pound or a fifth
I'm just shootin' you a jewel, consider it a gift

[Outro]
So everything that comes to birth owes something to the give up
You owe to your father, honour
You owe to your mother, honour
But to God, you owe your all
Not to a government
Not to a flag
Not to a king
Not to a ruler
You owe it all