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