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It's bigger hip hop
It's than hip hop

Uh, one thing music when it hit you feel no pain
folks say it controls yo' brain
I know better than that, that's
And we ready for two soldiers head of the pack
Matter of fact, who got the Gat and my army at?
Rather and not react
Back to beats, it reflect on how many records get sold
On sex, drugs and rock 'n'
Whether your put on hold
In the real world; these just people with
They just like me and you the smoke and camera disappear
Against the world (against the real world)
It's bigger all these fake-ass records
po' folks got the millions and my woman's disrespected
If you check 1-2, my word of advice to you is relax
Just do what you got to do, if that don't work, then kick the
If you a fighter, rider, biter, flame-ignitor,
Or you want to just get high, then say it
But then if you a liar-liar, pants on fire, wolf-crier, wit' a wire
I'm gon' it when I play it

bigger than hip hop
It's bigger hip hop

Uh, who shot Biggie
If we get them, they gon' get us all
I'm for runnin' up on them crackers in they city hall
We ride for y'all all my dogs real
Nigga, don't think these record deals feed your seeds
And pay your bills, they not
MCs get a little bit of and think they hot
Talkin' how much money they got all y'all records sound the same
I'm sick of that fake thug, scenario, all day on the radio
scenes in the video, monotonous material
Y'all don't me though
These record labels our tapes like dope
You can be next in line and signed and still be writing and broke
You rather have a Lexus or justice, a dream or some substance?
A Beamer, a necklace, or
Still a nigga like me don't playa-hate, I stay awake
This real hip-hop and it don't
we get the po-po off the block, they call it

Hip hop
It's than hip hop

D.P.'s got that shit
We keep it crunk-up, John Blazed and
D.P.'s got that shit
We keep it crunk-up, John Blazed and
D.P.'s got that shit
We keep it crunk-up, John Blazed and
D.P.'s got that shit
We keep it crunk-up, Blazed and shit
D.P.'s got crazy shit
We it crunk-up