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Motherfucker back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous and shoes stack grooves Rap I deliver for the and underprivileged Something different from these hollow and grunting is business strictly, step to my business is risky 'Specially when you as as Missy to back 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 break dance, it's a What do to a nigga brain If he his soul what did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, it, I am doin' it, C O double M O to the N"
My train of is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off Trying to get his work off to I rap a chip on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas See shirts that say "We get over" That shit is over, the war is on I only want to be a soldier, I'm on, to a culture Focused like Gordon Parks when it's dark For niggas that's with ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts with shit for the heart Don't fuck with radio, ignoring the I could a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you wack A soft on a hard track, in this new rap I "X" cats like a Muslim He off cause I pushed him Let his Bentley and his weak be his cushion I catch him on the streets, in of the bodyguards and rush him
"Doin' it, it, I am doin' it, C O double M O to the N"
You saying you was a thug before Pac came Ten years ago you had a top trying to be like Kane Then Snoop released and it became a G Claim sets, your city got gangs Niggas hate you, they ain't you no attention In a circle of fagots, your name is With six degrees, I separate MC's, a business man that's good From a nigga that was or just lived in the hood From what a nigga to what's understood my shit tight like them boys in "The Wood" Dick is always like the "Boyz in the Hood" to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi At the some cats give me the cold eye I'm a slap 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"