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Motherfucker move back, I pursue rap at the of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and shoes grooves Rap I deliver for the and underprivileged Something different from these and grunting niggas is business strictly, step to my business is risky 'Specially when you as as Missy Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the With a four-pounded To make dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game to break dance, it's a shame What do to a nigga brain If he lose his soul what did a gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"
My train of is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off to get his work off to customers I rap a chip on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas See that say "We gotta get over" That juggy is over, the war is on I want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a culture Focused like Gordon Parks it's sorta dark For niggas that's flooded with ice, my the ark Performing warming arts with shit for the heart Don't fuck with radio, ignoring the I give a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you wack A soft nigga on a track, in this new rap Generation I "X" cats a Muslim He fell off I pushed him Let his Bentley and his crew be his cushion I him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him
"Doin' it, it, I am doin' it, C O double M O to the N"
You wasn't you was a thug before Pac came Ten years ago you had a high top to be like Kane Then Snoop released and it a G thing sets, your city ain't got gangs Niggas hate you, they paying you no attention In a circle of fagots, your is mentioned six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man that's good From a nigga that was raised or just in the hood From a nigga says to what's understood Keep my shit tight them boys in "The Wood" Dick is hard like the "Boyz in the Hood" Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Lett, the whole Chi At the crib some cats me the cold eye I'm a slap the next 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"