Ok, new rules to the game homie, let's say

You loosin' the game homie, bk

Ain't no confusing the name homie, we place

Then cruise to the land homie, ask them

You ain't gotta ask about me, you ain't the first

And won't be the last to doubt me but, know it

Only live niggers roll with them

M.O.P. the man opium

I know this hip hop, I'm just supposed to rob

Collect dough, get shows, go and fuck with hoes

I'm from a different block, I got my own goals

I see a different view, I play my own role

I wear a different shoe, but you don't own yours

Got another nigger deciding what you riding for

I cut the mortage check, you fascinated with mtv cribs

Wondering what he did

I just serve that award, the plaque on the wall

my condition is hard

I won't mention at all, out condition for war

It ain't only because, the money man unequally distribute love

I'll give you, everythang I'll leave it in the booth

And I'll believe the truth as if I leave it in the booth

it'll get my everythang, till i get everythang

place your bets, bill will continue to brain to ache

opium

Ok, new rules to the game homie, let's say

You loosin' the game homie, bk

Ain't no confusing the name homie, we place

Then cruise to the land homie, ask them

You ain't gotta ask about me, you ain't the first

And won't be the last to doubt me but, know it

Only live niggers roll with them

M.O.P. the man opium

I don't give a fuck, I got the money and the power

See you ain't like me money, you a coward

I did it for the love, you did it for a dollar

I spit it for the thugs, niggers...opium

When they see me they be like go man

Man that's a good look, I got the hood hooked

comparison to Jay B on a good book

the people quote me like songs from the good book

Now, how much you want?

this is real hardcore, and it's raw, push your money to the door

That's what I'm about y'all. oh god

when i go hard, create the joyce to make the fiends now that though

the kid so nice, they bump me on repeat

I'm bad for your health, paul lice want me off the streets

I keep them under the influence and make em act belicerent

M.O.P., digitally distributed

opium.