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Yo, yo, yo, yo,
Right,
Brother, why you explain
How did hip-hop get caught up in ill rap game?

Yo, I got a question, in hip-hop who they
(Uhh)
The niggaz with skills or them who be hollerin'?

niggaz that be hollerin' is substitute, modelin'
Niggaz with skills always and keeps a followin'

Swallowin'
Never we be
Who shit without bein' materialistic
show

Ask miss, she
'cause the niggaz got dough don't mean they got that flow

Just them niggaz got dough don't mean they got that flow

What? Nigga, you can consider it the if I spit on it, get on it
for a little bit, feel how your inner get
From internet, intellect, vibes I'm sendin' it
Now your soul brown sugar so you'll remember it

Legitimate, imminent, crash course for
From August to September, Prince is heavenly it
From split, train of thoughts that's mad booty
you twisted and rudey don't mean everything's

Groovy when you hear it, the world's gonna it before I say it
Now pop some shit, but the labels get the big G's from sales
(Whoo)
Nobody sayin' shit it smells
Here's Southside Saturday love like Shamelle's

My is tight, quite right for these times
Contradictin' all the hype, the berry-more-black
All mine, fine wines to dine
For projects, keepin' it naughty like Treach

Ahh, yo,
Yes, sir
My brother, why you explain
How did hip-hop get caught up in this ill rap

Yo, I got a question, in hip-hop who followin'?
(Right)
The niggaz with skills or them who be hollerin'?

Them niggaz be hollerin' be substitute, modelin'
The niggaz the skills forever keeps a followin'

Swallowin'
we be imperialistic
Who rips shit without materialistic
show

Ask Duke, he
'Cause them got dough don't mean they got that flow
Hah
'Cause them niggaz got dough mean they got that flow

Please, man, I done burned some of the fattest MC's
Like chromium percolinate, it's not tangible for them
To understand the holy weight, it takes soul to a crowd animated
Prince stated, hey, wait 'til we get off label

And I waited months for the perfect opportunity
(Twelve months)
To thump, bump loved by my community
(Thump, bump, c'mon)
I'm on all you punk, Bambino bastards
Your style's like muscles without amino acids

I blast kids mass times matter
Forever clingin' to endeavors defined, words
Thus waiting never, verbs to rip
My rap eradicate
(Eradicate shit)

For me to take rhythms and mate 'em with rhymes in season
shit never before made it
I'm makin' hybrids, created enough to open eyelids
And leave pupils dilated, is alleviated

Now easier plus economically feasible
For me to rap listeners queasy and inebriated
We it, we came, dedicated, we rated supreme
Even with or without the

Yo, yo,
Yes, sit
Brother, why don't you
How did hip-hop get caught up in this ill rap

Nah, I got a question, in hip-hop who they
(Uhh)
The niggaz with skills or niggaz who be hollerin'?

The niggaz that be hollerin' is substitute,
Niggaz with skills always and forever keeps a

Swallowin'
Never we be
Who rips shit without bein'
show

Ask miss, she
Just 'cause them niggaz got dough don't mean they got flow
That's
Just 'cause them niggaz got dough don't they got that flow