They hip hop was gone, everybody moaned I'ma pick it up it left off and respawn like being reborn, eat the crack, drink wine for that can't see it, I give sight to the blind call it abuse I take it each time thats why a lot of rappers on a rapid decline I'm on my Master P grind no to be a Romeo I the ladies but success is a lonely road as I hold, I'm what half of y'all I got Micky D pockets and Caviar does it matter, tatted on half of y'all face to appeal to real when half of y'all fake faker than a 1000 dollar bills with Obama on it you rappers want it, I'm on it my competition gon get down like the Source this is entrepreneur music, I'm a boss all I do is all the way across the nation not in New York but wherever I vacating really taken days off, paper chasing shows stay packed and venues is never lyrically I'm a menace, me old dog put all of these rappers in the morgue ha,ha,ha,ha, I'm just so appalled at the way n-ggas rapping now I know I can em all I'm a icon in the making, destined for greatness now watch these rappers start when I'm around matter, man, I'm there mother, there girl and there favorite rapper way for the youth, I got the medicine man diggy looking like he the I'm motion picture, my life is a movie, I do this for New York City, Salute me.
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