Pope Troy – ARNC lyrics

Mandela died In my right pocket
Benjamin in the left nigga no stopping
the Queen Found rest Right in my back pocket
Every time I sit Down money keeps on clocking
Cocking My Lips while you cocking your
clips
Run Up on me cause I'm tougher than them
The diamond in me will outshine all your gems
you'll probably freeze tryna roll up on me you is a kid I can tell That you weak cause you threatened By me
Tell that you weak Cause you picking on them
hater kaffir get the Fuck up out studio
N and get me behind me Satan me and God ain't here. To push or bully you
take it to your motherfucking dome
Stick it in your mouth I'ma African load
hop on track And you rock it like gold
Karma go get you till you feel me in your soul Motherfucker I'm cold

All Rhythm No Chains
I'm Still All about my dead people
Nigga just you wait
Nigga just you wait

All Rhythm No Chains
I'm Still All about my dead people
Nigga just you wait
Nigga just you wait



Mandela died in my right pocket
Benjamin in the left nigga no stopping
The queen found rest...Right in my back pocket
Every time I do me Motherfuckers wanna stop it
Flying around trying to Kill me with Rockets
I am not down To this earth I'ma above it
you cannot do me my Nigga just love me
stealing my shit little Nigga you nothing
No Love my nigga No ties. Mandela I'm drunk but I'm still on this side ayt
I think you a punk cause you hating on I BYe
wicked Niggas do nothing but kill and die right
at least I'Ma make it I know I'ma make it
the devil is weak hater just get behind me