[Chorus]
Masta.. Polo.. Masta.. Polo..
This not the main event, this is just a promo
Masta.. Polo.. Masta.. Polo.. Masta Polo..
No this ain't the main event, this is just a promo

[Verse 1]
Ya’ll can't write how I write
This be the best part of the game, this is a highlight
There's so many stars in the twilight
There’s so many birds in a flock
Very few of em fly right
Everybody lookin for limelight
Everybody tryna win
In this game tryna find a friend
Well good luck in this cuthroat world
Dirty rappers wanna touch your girl
They wanna run.. up in your crib & eat your food
Kick they're boots off and treat yall rude.. dude
This is how you gotta think on the brink of survival mode
Watch your back that's the rival code.. yo
For all the tales that the bible told
My minds in a zone on the throne in a tribal road
Which on of ya'll on the scale 1-10.. yeah
Let em know who's comin in
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[Verse 2]
This is what your wishin for..
Me & Polo in the photo with a crowd at a show on a different tour
I was roaches on the kitchen pour runnin on te kitchen floor
This will make you wanna listen more
Like the voice of a marrily mother
It's Mel Gibson it's Danny Glover
Lethal Weapon we gon keep on reppin
That's your cue dawg, now keep it steppin
Cause we’re not gon live in the past
He don’t know them fake chains gon give him a rash
And you know this fake game might give him a pass
But if it's trash don’t give him ya cash
Spend your money wisely, for the love of you, Ron Isley
Understand exactly what guides me..
As I connect with this canadian man
It was all in the hands of the fans.. and you hear em say

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