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move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous and shoes stack grooves Rap I deliver for the and underprivileged Something different from hollow and grunting niggas is business strictly, step to my business is risky 'Specially you as bitch as Missy Back to LP's that sound the same, I surround the game With a four-pounded To make dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game Used to break dance, a shame What do to a nigga brain If he lose his soul what did a nigga
"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 a chip on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas See shirts say "We gotta get over" juggy shit is over, the war is on I only want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a Focused like Gordon Parks it's sorta dark For niggas that's with ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts with some for the heart fuck with radio, ignoring the charts I give a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you wack A soft nigga on a hard track, in new rap Generation I "X" cats a Muslim He fell off I pushed 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 saying you was a thug before Pac came Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be Kane Then Snoop released and it became a G sets, your city ain't got gangs Niggas hate you, ain't paying you no attention In a of fagots, your name is mentioned With six degrees, I MC's, from a business man that's good From a nigga that was raised or just in the hood From what a nigga says to understood Keep my shit tight like 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 crib some cats give me the 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"