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Motherfucker move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New numbers and shoes stack grooves Rap I deliver for the and underprivileged Something different from these and grunting niggas This is business strictly, step to my is risky when you as bitch as Missy Back to back LP's that sound the same, I the game With a four-pounded To make niggas in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game Used to break dance, it's a What money do to a brain If he his soul what did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"
My of thought is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off Trying to get his off to customers I rap with a chip on my shoulder, squeezing See that say "We gotta get over" That shit is over, the war is on I only want to be a soldier, I'm on, to a culture like Gordon Parks when it's sorta dark For niggas that's flooded ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts some shit for the heart Don't fuck radio, ignoring the charts I could give a fuck what you in a year, nigga, you wack A nigga on a hard track, in this new rap I "X" cats like a Muslim He off cause I pushed him Let his and his weak crew 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 wasn't saying you was a before Pac came Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be Kane Snoop released and it became a G thing Claim sets, your city got gangs Niggas hate you, ain't paying you no attention In a of fagots, your name is mentioned With six degrees, I separate MC's, a business man that's good From a nigga that was raised or just in the hood From what a nigga says to understood Keep my tight like them boys in "The Wood" Dick is hard like the "Boyz in the Hood" Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the Chi At the crib cats give me the cold eye I'm a bitch the next one Let him know the world is my for taking You got to aggression
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"