Poly Sci

[Forte` - Spoken Words]<br><br>Recently, I was compelled to tell the tale of two men<br>Not long ago, in a club in the dead of winter<br>They`d come into conflict, over mistaken identities<br>Brought forth, by the pursuit of a woman<br>She ultimately became the scapegoat for an ego-maniacal environment<br>There are two sides to every coin, as well as every story<br>Balance, is a way of life...Be it for better, or worse....<br><br>[Forte` - Chorus]<br><br>Right, Left<br>North, South<br>Two sides balance out<br>Black, White<br>Either or<br>God Is Love, God Is War<br><br>Right, Left<br>North, South<br>Two sides balance out<br>Black,White<br>Either or<br>God Is Love, God Is War!<br><br>[Forte` - 1st Verse]<br><br>In peace, live by the sword<br>God Is love, God Is War<br>Most cats out on the streets don`t know what they`re fighting for<br>Buckwild, despite the law<br>And nobody like to run<br>Hit holders with shoulder chips up in the club<br>Yo, that`s the wrong man money<br>and you rubbed his bitch<br>And that man make money, have you seen his clique?<br>Every member flying iron and their knights with it<br>You feeling pressure, like a black where only whites can sit<br>Well you ain`t want a situation , but you`ve got one here...<br>You don`t want to see the bin, you`ve been out on year...<br>How you trying to play it off up in this club if you dare to<br>You walk beside the mix, and your mens ain`t near you<br>You want to holler names, knowing well that they won`t hear you<br>And this nigga here really got to learn to fear you<br>You`re feeling your conceal knowing that you`ve got to tear through<br>In their room,<br>holding onto life like an heirloom!<br><br>[Forte` - Chorus 2x]<br><br>[Forte` - 2nd Verse]<br><br>Hey yo my back is on the wall<br>And I pray that god bless you<br>I`m running out of patience, and you`re blatant disrespectful<br>My crew never played, we was babies getting paid<br>Spots locked from Coney Island to the Brooklyn Promenade<br>Took lives and stealing I.V.`s, very few niggas like me<br>The Devil in your midst, and what you don`t know could hurt you<br>My squad terrorize everything outside their circle<br>Shit! These mens are worse, and they all is thirst<br>But it`s more than just the woman, my respect comes first<br>Man I, burst buffoons when I curse with coons<br>If you survive, may your Mother come and nurse your wounds<br>Only to, catch it again<br>Rule one, no friends<br>This club shit`ll make you careless<br>My burners leave you airless (Yeah)<br>Seconds away from your last day (from your last day, seconds away<br>everyday, all day)<br><br>[Forte` Chorus - 2x]<br><br>[Forte` - 3rd Verse]<br><br>Well, like my pops said, "you play, you gotta pay"(True-true)<br>I dig your sham, but my man`s on the real (But who you?)<br>My sons put me on, and I heard of the name<br>But you got 1 second left, out of 5 for fame<br>Though outnumbered, I want it<br>You the hunter, getting hunted<br>By a younger predator, if you want it<br>And son if it come down to the wire, and my mens ain`t `round<br>we gonna do what we gotta, `cause I can`t back down<br>It`s too late now, expect you, when your man through<br>A little verbal attitude, and I found that rude<br>Now what to do? I know your crew, and each one got stripes<br>But I`m young see, and one thing you not -- Hungry!<br>It`s either or, in the game from the door<br>Lets see who`ll be the first to find the floor! (That all!)<br><br>[Forte` Chorus - 4x]