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Mark Ronson - Prism Lyrics

P.R.I.S.M. Lyrics[Intro]
Come on y'all, let's go
Yeah
Yo yo, yo

[Verse 1]
I'm vicious with this That's how it has to be, my team backin' me Create a masterpiece, put it out like Master P in actuality

[Chorus 2X: Powerule #1 (Powerule #2)]
It's a Cold World, yo, reality bites
My mentality strikes, the whole world like fatalities
(It's a rough road, some fold to cash in It's hard to laugh when you stuck on your last ten)

[Powerule #2] Yo, New York survival, street walker, street talker Game blooded, Johnnie Walker, touch my eyes, feel the torture Cock my iron, see my cipher, we the sheisty types are nicer No precise, let these sheisty types just price us So I, re-enforce my team, endorse my crew with cream
Enstill the ghetto dream, steal with the infra' beam
Focus and follow, the motto, there's no tomorrow Why bother when I could blast 'em, cash in, sit back laughin' Ha-ha
Money is power, and power allower Young nigga to tower, crush, kill and devour
Fuck swimmin' in debt, livin' check to check
Rather use intellect, clickin' my connects
Who next? Who wanna flex and fuck around with Rah?
Put your whole project on lock, engrave my name on your block
See, better me than hotta, snatchin' your only dollar
Young beggar, Nevada, bringin' you all the drama

[Chorus 2X]

[Chorus]
"Make the world go round" (x3)

[Verse 3: Dreddy Kruger]
My Clan is thick like plaster, bust ya, slash ya
Dutch Master rapper, white cracker slapper
Twist darts like Cappa When I smoke trees, before and after
Pass me a dutch.. {*inhales*}
Sit back and listen for a while, and tell me if you heard of this
Slick style is mad murderous
Soft MC came from under his mother's skirt
Tried to flex, and now severely hurt
The reaction was like he got hit by a mad truck
But his moms, she called it bad luck
I get challenged by a brother I mostly hate
Heard my tape, now he wanna negotiate
But I don't make deals so don't tell me you was jokin'
Or coppin' a plea from bein' soft spoken
You're puttin' on a fast front When you've been poppin' shit for the last month
Bust the issue, my nigga Dookey Ripple
Took a shit with no tissue 'cause all he had was a fuckin' nickel
He lived in a buildin' with his wiz and her fo' kids
None of them his and she's fuckin' his man Chiz
But ain't gon' go there, 'cause I'm here
I put MCs in fear with my razor to your ear

[Outro]
What? For the Born-Build
Powerule and Sunz of Man
What?
That's how we do this shit
"Don't want these small times, but I'm invested to be"
"Don't want these small times, but I'm invested to be"
"Don't want these small times, but I'm invested to be"
"Make the world go round"