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[mowf's
never had any uhh..
Healthy degree of respect for,
Because they was rappin the wrong of thing..
Or that old bad language, foul
I cared for that.. bad language
I care if you make ten million dollars a day
It ain't it
What it profit a man to gain the whole world
And lose his nothing
Rap about

[danja
Yo, a thought but I was wondering
What if underground to hit, would commercial be the shit?
A universal role-reversal -- that
Where a cipher's too commercial and some rap is fat
Would hammer get props, and did ras kass sell out?
Your moms pumping organized konfusion the house?
St. ide's was a soda and they the blunts
And everybody smoked em and the had fronts
Would niggaz afros and dreads and the braids
to jheri curls, and high-top fades?
And rappin bout the wasn't cool
The underground would pump non-violence, safe sex, stay in
So who? be real, could you (nah)
re-al-ity and commercial-ity both 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
Question: do you have to pack a
Serve jail time, to how to rhyme?
Question: do you you to be a gang banger
Or drug slanger, to be a rap
Question: do you to be an alcoholic
Or a drug fiend, to make on the rap scene?

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

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

I don't wanna sell my to go gold
Or a gat to umm, go plat-i-numm
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 pack nines, but to carry tens
In fingers, ten bringers, they known to bring
to a punk like a trunk full of skunk, pee-eww
I see you, peek-a-boo, who
Got a weaker crew, here's a or two
Pay-per-view nigga, for the niggaz, not the ones
Pullin triggers but the whose the father figures
Whoa, that's a radical idea, that
But who would hear
in they ear positive
Instead of somethin glorifyin how triflin they live, so..

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