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Motherfucker move back, I rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and stack grooves Rap I deliver for the hungry and Something different from these and grunting niggas is business strictly, step to my business is risky 'Specially you as bitch as Missy Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the a four-pounded brainstorm To niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game Used to break dance, a shame What money do to a brain If he lose his what 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 to get his work off to customers I rap with a chip on my shoulder, Coronas See shirts say "We gotta get over" That juggy is over, the war is on I only to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a culture Focused Gordon Parks when it's sorta dark For niggas that's flooded ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming with some shit for the heart Don't fuck radio, ignoring the charts I could give a fuck 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 off cause I pushed him Let his Bentley and his weak be his cushion I him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him
"Doin' it, it, I am doin' 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 to be like Kane Snoop released and it became a G thing Claim sets, your ain't got gangs Niggas you, they ain't paying you no attention In a circle of fagots, name is mentioned With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man that's From a that was raised or just lived in the hood From what a nigga 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, Sean Lett, the Chi At the crib some cats me the cold eye I'm a slap the next one Let him know the world is my for taking You got to aggression
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"