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[Intro]
Live from America
Yasiin, Yasiin, Yasiin
N.I.P, sing it

[Verse 1]
Ball so hard, clean clothes look grimy, pretty women dont mind me
So whats fifty grand to a young nigga like me? More than my annual salary
Ball so hard, this shit crazy, fought my side, the whole world hate me
Nervous stares hit the third affairs, Savannahs can of police tracing
Ball so hard, this shit weird, we be home and still be scared
Theres grief here, theres peace here, its easy and hard to be here
Psycho, liable to turn Michael, take your pick, Myers, Myers, Myers, same shit
Ball so hard, got holey socks, dope block on my stove top
Jumbotrons for astronauts, high at all but no planet rock, say
Ball so hard, this chopper too, we starving Marvin, you hot food
Theres birds of prey, no escape, open-air prison, no pursuit
Ball so hard, who getting faded? Little Maurice in the sixth grade
No mama, no father, role model the dope game, say
Ball so hard, bitch behave, standing behind the deuce-deuce-trey
Ice-cold, heat blow, closed casket, cold case

[Hook]
Ball so hard, that shit cray
that shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray
that shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray

[Verse 2]
These young bloods is looking scary at the mall
They wearing pants, you can still see they drawers
They rob a nigga in the bathroom stall
They took his life cause he aint want to take it off
Singing, ball so hard, that shit cray, aint it, Bey? Diabetics, fish filet
Ball so hard, your hustle cold, nigga it aint spring
Every winter and I em with my heat again
Bourgie girl, grab your hand, show you how to do this ghetto dance
Fuck your French, we aint in France, Im just saying
Prince Williams aint do it right, if you ask me
If I was him, Id put some black up in my family
Fake Gucci, my nigga, fake Louis, my killa
Real drugs, my dealer, who the fuck is Margiela?
Doctors say Im the illest, I aint got no insurance
Its them niggas in poorest, be them rebel guerillas, huh

[Interlude: Malcolm X]
I dont worry. I tell you, I am a man who believed that I died 20 years ago
And I live like a man who is dead already. I have no fear whatsoever of anybody or anything

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
To the kings and queens and everyone in every place, yo
Dont get caught up in no throne, dont get caught up in no throne
Dont get caught up in no throne
Towers of Babylon rise up and so they shall fall
As it was written before, amen, the show goes on
Dont get caught up in no throne, dont get caught up in no throne
Dont get caught up in no throne
These devils out here lying, acting like the people aint dying
They silver and they gold, aint never saved a soul
Dont get caught up in no throne, dont get caught up in no throne
Dont get caught up in no throne
Shout-outs to the earth and to the heavens, lunar, solar eclipses
We seeking for forgiveness and safety for our children
Dont get caught up in no throne, dont get caught up in no throne
Dont get caught up in no throne, Allah is in control

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