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Motherfucker back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous and shoes stack grooves Rap I for the hungry and underprivileged Something different from these hollow and grunting This is business strictly, step to my is risky 'Specially when you as as Missy Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the a four-pounded brainstorm To make niggas dance in the rain, to take a chance in the game Used to dance, it's a shame What do to a nigga brain If he lose his what did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"
My of thought is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off Trying to get his work off to I rap with a chip on my shoulder, Coronas See that say "We gotta get over" That shit is over, the war is on I only want to be a soldier, I'm on, to a culture Focused Gordon Parks when it's sorta dark For that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark warming arts with some shit for the heart Don't fuck with radio, the charts I could give a fuck you made in a year, nigga, you wack A soft on a hard track, in this new rap I "X" cats like a Muslim He off cause I pushed him Let his Bentley and his weak crew be his I him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"
You wasn't saying you was a thug before Pac Ten years ago you had a top trying to be like Kane Then Snoop released and it became a G sets, your city ain't got gangs Niggas hate you, they ain't you no attention In a of fagots, your name is mentioned With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man that's From a nigga was raised or just lived in the hood From what a nigga says to what's my shit tight like them boys in "The Wood" Dick is always hard the "Boyz in the Hood" Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the Chi At the crib cats give me the cold eye I'm a bitch slap the one Let him know the world is my section for You got to reduce
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"