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