Cut Throat – B.o.B – letras

OO you in troubleThey ’bout to send them folks to your front doorOO you in troubleWatch out for them foes, you know they cut throat, likeDon’t hold your tongue if you ain’t scared niggaDon’t hold your tongue if you ain’t scared niggayeah niggaOO you in troubleWatch out for them foes, you know they cut throat, likeAnd they be like « you sound retardedWhy you talkin’ all that shit, you just a artistObviously politics ain’t yo’ departmentYou gon’ fuck around and make yourself a target »And I’m just tryna do the right thangdo the right thang, haYou the right slang, you the right slang, yeahSo just read up who on the stationsthat your favorite shows come onRadio stations your favorite songs come onThe truth ain’t unknown, even the paper that I’m onShit even the label I’m on, shit even the paper that I ownThe federal reserveain’t even owned by the governmentI’m on some other shitI’m on a mothership, fuck are we voting for?Who is this congressman, Fortune 500’sBe funding the Democratics and RepublicansIn case you was wonderin’OO you in troubleThey ’bout to send them folks to your front doorOO you in troubleWatch out for them foes, you know they cut throat, likeDon’t hold your tongue if you ain’t scared niggaDon’t hold your tongue if you ain’t scared niggayeah niggaOO you in troubleWatch out for them foes, you know they cut throat, likeI’m sorry there’s enough wealth in the StatesTo give a million dollars to each personand they still be straightI’m talking wealth too big to measurecheddar that don’t fit in the shredderTreasure that don’t fit in a dresserthe best investor for a business endeavourBut you’re distracted by the ratchetsBy the racket, by the bad bitchThey broadcast the madness using the same crisis actThey used for the last disaster but you didn’t catch itRemember Katrina when they blew up the leveesAll the people that said they was hearing explosionsthey chopped out the editTell me do you remember, or would you rather forget itIt’s the sixth-Earth parellel world armogeddenBandzOO you in troubleThey ’bout to send them folks to your front doorGet down! Fuck on the ground. Stop resistingI’m not resisting, I’m not – I’m not resistingY’all, do ya’ll see this?Turn this shit off