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Motherfucker back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and shoes grooves Rap I deliver for the and underprivileged different from these hollow and grunting niggas This is business strictly, step to my is risky 'Specially when you as bitch as Back to LP's that sound the same, I surround the game With a brainstorm To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a in the game Used to dance, it's a shame What money do to a nigga 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 of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off to get his work off to customers I rap with a chip on my shoulder, squeezing See that 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 when it's sorta For niggas that's flooded ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts with some shit for the Don't fuck with radio, ignoring the I give a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you wack A soft on a hard track, in this new rap Generation I "X" cats like a He off cause I pushed him Let his and his weak crew be his cushion I him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"
You wasn't you was a thug before Pac came Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like Then Snoop released and it became a G Claim sets, your city ain't got hate you, they ain't paying you no attention In a circle of fagots, name is mentioned six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man that's 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 them in "The Wood" is always hard 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 bitch the next one Let him know the is my section for taking You got to reduce
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"