Clinton Max
ManKind X The Deity Complex - “Clinton Max”
[Emcee(s): SciryL and N8! (AKA !LLumiN@TE)]
[Producer(s): The Deity Complex (Original Instrumental from The Deity Complex - “Hold It Together (Nuclear Force)”)]
[Verse 1: SciryL]
It’s a perfect game, three K’s
Every inning ‘til the curtains came. Murder game proper
Shots blocka with a certain aim. Surgeon
General hospital ‘til the surgeons came. Murder
Intentional as the birth of Cain (Undertaker), the crack tight
That cola, that soda, that pipe. That’s right
Ronald Reagan had it wrapped tight (Wrapped!), George Herbert
Was the flashlight, and Bill Clinton was the match-light
He’s still in it. Growing children with the dads that
Had life. That last strike non-violent
But was still read their last rights. Pot, kettle black, had rice
Rocks, settled crack. That’s like rock, paper, scissors
Slash knife. Y’all may consider that life
Roc Nation hiccups, Glock-raising stick-ups
Cop raising victims, I blame the Clintons
Militarize cop forces, sin in the eyes
Of my bosses. Arkansas Massacre
Modern-war carnivore, blood-suckers left in dust
The stake: heart blood pressure’s up. Let it run
Tell him, “Hush,” tell him nothing, tell him once
[Hook: N8! (AKA !LLumiN@TE)]
For all the
Homeboys in Clinton Max: remember when they
Called Bill Clinton black? When Arsenio Hall
And Bill Clinton sax played Jailhouse Rock
Paper, scissor, match—three strikes and it’s a wrap
[Verse 2: N8! (AKA !LLumiN@TE)]
They say you can’t start a fire without a spark
Smart people search for a lighter on the Ides of March
Cut the grass, let the snakes show. Snake-oil
Salesman on the take gots to lay low. Layaways plans
Put something on it. You can pay for it later
Just live in the moment. Momentary insanity
Is the plea bargain. Shit, this dog-eat-dog
World is a flea market. You gotta be cautious
Watch for the sting. You can get your face
Paint washed in the rain, far from a sink
Baptized by a liar lying in a
Lake of fire, prosecutors start to name your priors
Pour a little liquor for the Little Richards
Large family photo on such a little picture
It’s a wallet-sized compromise
It’s complicated, love is hard to find
[Hook: N8! (AKA !LLumiN@TE)]
For all the
Homeboys in Clinton Max: remember when they
Called Bill Clinton black? When Arsenio Hall
And Bill Clinton sax played Jailhouse Rock
Paper, scissor, match—three strikes and it’s a wrap