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

mowf]
Yo, just a but I was wondering
What if underground were to hit, would commercial be the
A universal role-reversal -- that
Where a cipher's too commercial and some rap is fat
hammer then get props, and did ras kass sell out?
Your moms pumping konfusion through the house?
St. ide's was a soda and they legalized the
And smoked em and the president had fronts
Would niggaz sportin and dreads and the braids
to jheri curls, and high-top fades?
And bout the streets wasn't cool
The underground would pump non-violence, safe sex, stay in
So who? be real, could you (nah)
When re-al-ity and commercial-ity fuse?
But got news check it out we're on the way (what? )
To this happen everyday, so I say

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 learn how to
Question: do you you have to be a gang
Or slanger, to be a rap singer?
Question: do you to be an alcoholic
Or a drug fiend, to make green on the rap

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

do you have 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 have to be a banger
Or drug slanger, to be a rap
do you have to be an alcoholic
Or a drug fiend, to make on the rap scene?

I don't sell my soul to go gold
Or pack a gat to umm, go
If my pockets fat then umm, let it be from how I
A smart intellectu-al, 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
Funk to a punk like a trunk full of skunk,
I see you, peek-a-boo, who
Got a weaker crew, here's a or two
nigga, for the true niggaz, not the ones
Pullin triggers but the ones whose the father
Whoa, that's a radical idea, that
But who would wanna
Somethin in they ear
of somethin glorifyin just how triflin they live, so..

Question: do you have to be 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 to be a gang banger
Or drug slanger, to be a rap
do you have to be an alcoholic
Or a drug fiend, to make on the rap scene?