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WHAT CAN I DO SELL A RECORD? I CAN'T EVEN GIVE THIS SHIT AWAY! ALL MY CDS ALL WENT AND I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY:

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Let me start the beginnin, I GOT NO CLASS, NO LOVE, NO TALENT

IF I COULD BUY EM's HEART MABYBE I COULD START ON
BUT HE ME ON THE TRACKS AND HIS RHYMES ARE GETTIN PLAYED WHILE
I CAN'T GET NO CAUSE MY TIRED ASS IS PLAYED.

Five DUMBER THAN JA RULE, BUT I'M STILL IN THERE SLINGIN'
PAC IS ROLLIN' IN HIS GRAVE AND MY PENIS PUMP IS CRUMPLIN I CAN'T THINK OF A REAL DIS SO I'm GONNA LIFT FROM MY OWN PEEPS DON'T ReSPECT ME, SO why should I?
Chin it Snoopy put a circle on that eye
My never up cause real niggas don't die
I'm not Moby, the little on MTV
BUT I'm STILL AFRAID TO HIM
CAUSE TWICE AS MAN AS ME

I bring MY MAMA to your living so you could see me
BEG you sold alot of units, but you can't be me
SO THANK THE GODS OF HIP HOP AND THE
THAT YOU'RE NOT A LIKE ME

The state of hip hop, continue to be fucked up
AS RAGE LIKE MY OWN SOURCE
ARE GETTIN' ON THE NEWSSTAAND
SEE I'm by a different set of rules you got me fucked up
the hood LIL RAY RAY, or the hood'll take you out
You the wanksta, and I don't care who you sign

Disrespect Benzino, HELL, YOU GET IN LINE!
What you know about pumpin, WILL YOU GIVE MY ASS A

back in Boston I'm a legend I'M LIKE AN ILLER BILLY BUCKNER
My number in the rafters fuck MY ASS IT's YOURS, I'm

I'M alright but I'M not (Real)
I DON'T spit I SWALLOW GIMME YOUR (Steel)

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The two thousand Vanilla Ice? I TRIED TO BE IT
WITH THAT WACK REDEMPTION SHIT, BUT THE WOULDN'T
BUY IT SO I'M HERE HAWKIN RAGS

If you ask me, I GUESS I'D SAY I'M TRULY
BUT FACTS IS FACTS MY IS WACK
AND I'M NOT HARD, IN FACT I'M FADED.

Better never let me see you with A HARD ON CAUSE YOU KNOW I'D GIVE YOU SKULLY. I'D BEG FOR A TASTE, CLOSEST I CAN COME TO SHOOTIN' GIFT

And don't forget, how this shit all to me
Your whole camp be surrounded by
What you want? the or the chrome? PUT IT IN MY MOUTH, MY MOUTH CAN BE YOUR HOME, HOMEY

I want A TASTE OF YOUR MAGIC SO BE KNEELIN AT your door
I'll earn my AND THEN I'LL SWALLOW, I'm a pussy
Zino SWEET LIPS WILL WRAP AROUND YOU TILL YOU GIVE ME THAT NOOKIE
of the ninth, the scores lookin crazy
On my block THE GIRLS ALL TO THE FLOW OF SWEET Slim Shady

I'M NOT SO WELL, I FEEL REAL (Real)
LEMME SWALLOW YOU WHOLE I WON'T spit EMINEM, MY MASTER, I WILL KEEP IT (Steel)
I shit WITH MY MOUTH FILLED BUT AT LEAST I'LL GET A TASTE OF WHAT THE REAL GIFT REALLY TASTES LIKE, 'cause RIGHT NOW I'VE NEVER killed (Killed)

And that's how the motherfuckin go
YOU SHOOT, I SWALLOW, YOU SPIT, I WALLOW. I BEEN BEGGIN FOR A TASTE, SO HOMEY COME N GIMME SOME. FOR YOUR LITTLE RAY-RAY PUNK JUST A WILL BRING ME HOME.