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[mowf's
never had any uhh..
Healthy degree of for, rappers
Because they was rappin the kind of thing..
Or that old bad language, language
I never for that.. bad language
I don't care if you ten million dollars a day
It worth it
What does it profit a man to the whole world
And his soul? nothing
Rap that

[danja
Yo, just a but I was wondering
What if underground were to hit, would commercial be the
A universal -- imagine that
Where a cipher's too commercial and corny rap is fat
Would hammer get props, and did ras kass sell out?
Your moms organized konfusion through the house?
St. ide's was a soda and they legalized the
And everybody smoked em and the had fronts
Would niggaz sportin afros and dreads and the
Switch to jheri curls, and high-top
And rappin bout the wasn't cool
The underground would pump non-violence, safe sex, in school
So who? be real, you choose? (nah)
When re-al-ity and commercial-ity fuse?
But I've got check it out we're on the way (what? )
To this happen everyday, so I say

Question: do you to be from the hood
In order, to know, how to rap
do you have to pack a tec-9
Serve time, to learn how to rhyme?
Question: do you you have to be a banger
Or slanger, to be a rap singer?
do you have to be an alcoholic
Or a fiend, to make green on the rap scene?

Check it out, I was in my crib
With my hand on the dial, bout to a video for a while
rules, yes indeed
The song's hustlers, smokin mad weed
And how many gats you can tote in your
And how quick you pull it, and discharge the
Are real o.g.'s, the real
A brother out the pen the pen writin sin
Can you me then -- if you knows why the do's always close
When I shows with my demos, it's the clothes (nah)
Shoulda choose timbo's
Or talked about some hoes in my (that's how it goes)
Yo it's cool if you live
If I can't relate, are my rhymes less
Cause I'm not a hustler, a gangster, a or a g
I'm an mc bein me, so I ask

Question: do you have to be the hood
In order, to know, how to rap
do you have to pack a tec-9
Serve jail time, to how to rhyme?
do you you have to be a gang banger
Or slanger, to be a rap singer?
Question: do you to be an alcoholic
Or a fiend, to make green on the rap scene?

I don't wanna sell my to go gold
Or pack a gat to umm, go
If my fat then umm, let it be from how I come
A intellectu-al, poet of the streets
over beats, representin with the pen
I don't nines, but known to carry tens
In fingers, ten funk bringers, known to bring
Funk to a punk a trunk full of skunk, pee-eww
I see you, peek-a-boo, who
Got a crew, here's a technique or two
Pay-per-view nigga, for the niggaz, not the ones
Pullin triggers but the ones whose the figures
Whoa, that's a idea, imagine that
But who would wanna
in they ear positive
Instead of somethin glorifyin just how triflin live, so..

Question: do you have to be from the
In order, to know, how to rap
Question: do you have to a tec-9
Serve jail time, to learn how to
Question: do you you have to be a gang
Or slanger, to be a rap singer?
do you have to be an alcoholic
Or a drug fiend, to green on the rap scene?