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

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

IF I COULD BUY EM's HEART I COULD START ON SOMETHIN
BUT HE SMOKED ME ON THE TRACKS AND HIS RHYMES ARE GETTIN WHILE
I GET NO RESPECT CAUSE MY TIRED ASS IS PLAYED.

Five shades DUMBER THAN JA RULE, BUT I'M STILL IN THERE
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 check it put a circle on that eye
My time's never up cause real niggas die
I'm not Moby, the puppet on MTV
BUT I'm STILL AFRAID TO HIM
MOBY'S TWICE AS MAN AS ME

I bring MY MAMA to your room 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 PUNK ME

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

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

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

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

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The two thousand three Vanilla I TRIED TO BE IT
WITH THAT WACK REDEMPTION SHIT, BUT THE AUDIENCE
BUY IT SO I'M BACK HERE RAGS

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

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

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

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

I'M NOT SO WELL, I FEEL REAL (Real)
LEMME SWALLOW YOU WHOLE I WON'T spit EMINEM, MY MASTER, I WILL IT REAL (Steel)
I talk 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 how the motherfuckin story go
YOU SHOOT, I SWALLOW, YOU SPIT, I WALLOW. I BEEN BEGGIN FOR A TASTE, SO HOMEY COME N GIMME SOME. FOR LITTLE RAY-RAY PUNK JUST A TASTE WILL BRING ME HOME.