The Mint

[Intro: Sample Quote from The Godfather: Part II and Gino Green]
[Hyman Roth]
There was this kid I grew up with. He was younger than me. Sort of looked up to me, you know. We did our first work together. Worked our way out of the street. Things were good. We made the most of it. As much as anyone, I loved him and trusted him. This was a great man. Man of vision and guts. And there isn’t even a plaque or a sign post or a statue of him in that town. That kid’s name was Moe Greene
[Gino Green]
OK. Esoterically. P.O.E.—Politics of Earth. Love, Power, and Cash—L.P.C. Three-quarters-full style, M.G. insignia. Yo

[Verse 1: Gino Green]
The world got my back against the wall
Stay in the wind or take a fall
Run out of gas on the path
On the autobahn and the shit stall
Life or death—it ain’t no in between
“Love don’t pay bills,” say Moe Greene
Never pick up your girl before your check
Know the science of pushing and pulling
Mixed fluid powers the cess
Knowledge come first in the sequence of every set
Now, how can I give back to my community?
Run up in the 30 second and press eject
Disconnect his neck from his shoulders
Kills-to-win soldiers
Controversial? But what about the brave with their guns?
Those who say they from Judah but hate to see me do better than once
I’m on the last grains of sand
Last miles to run
Heart heavy, striving for plenty, focused and I’m

[Hook: Gino Green]
I think big, calculate to win
Balance the scales, achieve victory
P.O.E., L.P.C. get in
The mint (The mint, the mint)
The mint!

[Verse 2: Gino Green]
Listen. [?]
I’m sure you could understand
It’s the instability of man
If I don’t get it, how would you stop a terrorist with no demands?
I smelled his sweat glands, studied his breathing
I don’t need a reason like
If I found out the Grand Wizard crew was coming through, receiving
Leaving you all nice, stuck on nevers
Riddle me this, riddle me that
When this half of twelve-seven
Reverend, nothing’s a mystery
We conversate the same, except
Demographics dictate delivery, are like beads on that chain
Beware of the campaign on page
242, if I’m correct. I’mma check—I’m going insane
The same as Rayz’ CD—play number 6
Listen, bitch. Go get some crisp
And throw in some dance music
Come back when you understand The Now and need protection in the mist of all this confusion
Susan, you think that shit is slick
When you misbehave? Go ahead and stay a fucking chambermaid
‘Cause... you know

[Hook: Gino Green]
I think big, calculate to win
Balance the scales, achieve victory
P.O.E., L.P.C. get in
The mint (The mint, the mint)

[Verse 3: Gino Green]
Whatever, yo
Fuck it, nigga—pull it
[?] take a bullet or I don’t
You ain’t ready for twenty, so I bet you won’t
I challenge your will
Make you add up to back up an ice grill
Exercise my craft, study my skill
Regulate, revelate in jail
That’s the least of my trouble
I got to stay humble, sincere
With gratitude and humility
Calculate the roundabout penalty
When I get the OK to outweigh the enemy
[Blackfoot, you right?]—they never know
[Battle miss?], where the fuck is my dough?
I’m paying back debt, so let’s say, “Nobody can’t owe me shit”
We need big bills and small change
There’s people I need to produce for...