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Motherfucker move back, I pursue rap at the of a New Jack
Miscellaneous numbers and shoes grooves
Rap I for the hungry 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 LP's that sound the same, I the game
a four-pounded brainstorm
To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the
Used to break dance, a shame
What money do to a brain
If he lose his soul what did a gain?

"Doin' it, it, I am doin' it, C O double M O to the N"

My of thought is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off
Trying to get his off to customers
I rap with a chip on my shoulder, squeezing
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 sorta
For that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark
Performing warming arts with some shit for the
Don't fuck radio, ignoring the charts
I could give a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you
A soft on a hard track, in this new rap
I "X" cats like a Muslim
He off cause I pushed him
Let his and his weak crew be his cushion
I catch him on the streets, in 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 high top trying to be Kane
Then released and it became a G thing
Claim sets, your city ain't got
Niggas hate you, ain't paying you no attention
In a circle of fagots, your is mentioned
With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man good
From a that was raised or just lived in the hood
From what a says to what's understood
Keep my shit tight like boys in "The Wood"
Dick is always like the "Boyz in the Hood"
Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Lett, the whole Chi
At the crib cats give me the cold eye
I'm a slap the next 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"