How many MCs we put in pain?
I had a dream I was in an MC war Kinda than any other dream I had before MCs packin' rhymes like Jiggys be nines said a verse and it was like I could read they fuckin' minds
I threw a metaphor, this gave me an encore They asked him what you go and with pop for You read his diary, heard won every rivalry If you ask me I you owe him an apology
An old cat who got knowledge under his cap So approach me with that bullshit black Because I been there, did that, bust and sold crack Been shot at but I been put to rap
So no what you do and say My been put here to stay Just the sun sees the next day Mandatory you hear my story
To all them thugs who thought I make it You got nothin' for me You couldn't clean the shit off my That I in when I was out there payin' my dues
You's a fuse, bad news Good for like tattoos and saggy boobs June Luva the jewels on 'em 'em, go get 'em
Yo go to war and my objective is to score Collectin' mad points as my hit the floor You better come the way you know how nigga Gun play, that's the way it goes nigga
I know you know the rules of New Bullshit walk, so kill all that bloodclot We hawk, I the streets with the ginsu Anybody move, cop killer to your
Hits you, put you where the good split you Whoever be doubtin' my steez nigga please I been through more shit than bowl flushes Ran through clicks than NFL rushers
Plus be the best connect that you've heard In a long time, motherfuckers that's my Observe the way I just back and serve in my way gettin' hit with the AK
Automatic I'm to cause static Laugh in your face, haha, then let you it So lounge my niggas you in the danger It's only certain parts you's allowed to
And don't sleep 'cause shorties down the block is Got somethin' for that ass that you off your feet And that's
How many MCs we put in pain somebody says don't go against the grain? The grain, here to the earth's engine And keep the world
We been with skill to make a nigga pay So we a percentage away to MCA To to Universal from uptown round to China You turn that Tokyo back to Carolina
Whoever got the currency you got me performin' at your big full of smoke from Medina Roll up the My niggas backstage'll set the
So I can let you know rap mean to me It's real 'cause cash rule property I'm goin at the land, nuthin' stoppin' me back nine, insertin' 'em in nine holes
Your genitals, eyes, ears, ass, mouth and I been told by a higher to do whatever It takes to make our lives better and when I'm deader Mentally I'm by society
So I'm flippin' on them niggas eyein' me and payin' high For me to tell my brothers to each other I ain't fuckin' with the ignorant, I'm goin' Breakin' stereotypes along with mics evil strike I beat that ass 'cause he can't fight
How MCs must we put in pain somebody says don't go against the grain? The grain, here to the earth's engine And keep the world and spinnin'
How many MCs we put in pain Before somebody says don't go against the The grain, here to jumpstart the engine And keep the world and spinnin'
Ha ha, spinnin', word up, movin', we it Movin', GP losin' The grain, word up, niggas is choosin' How we move and other shit, word up, that shit
Word up, yeah yeah, it movin' y'all, word up Unh, keep it movin' y'all, word up up, the grain, baby Yeah, yeah, niggas how it go, word up