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Somebody gold in the Billboard, it was a X, but it was Mia
Young boys ran to me in the local
He said, "You Jamar and man y'all hot to death
Can y'all save what's left, or at make a claim?"

Shorty remind me of myself when I started in game
And years I'm basically the same, as are my brothers
I'm the eight track flashback before the of crack
Is it real or an act, fuck it, save the kids

Yeah, you all about war, why you to die for?
Yeah, them niggaz real raw but you sleepin' on the
Yeah, I walk through the Valley my man Spark and Allie
Days of money, in Harlem '85
With the Captain's hats, and my father's old

Before I had a daughter, and before had sons
I stay the hypnotizer, style's a
Got you feelin' all loose, up the goose
The great Datty X and I'm to say
You can always me around the way

Uh, I be that kid with the dreads remember
When I hid from the Feds, plus I always did I said
I was do, talk shit, right in front of you
forfeit, on top, we do it non stop

Remember we let the bomb drop
With more jewels than a pawn from the school
Of the hard knocks, off the now rule block
Powerful aftershocks with the strength of locks

We got you in a paradox, a rock and a hard place
We got the bass
And everybody's get a taste, get your plate
we had to let it marinate, now we straight, uh

Five mics is how we rate, with us
And stand the likes of the great scandalous
Cats, try they best to the tape
What we manifest gets blessed in every state

Hey, listen here dog a nigga keep it hot
Rhyme flow straighter than six o'clock
Hustle like a nigga hustle shit on the block
The is work and got a 4.6 in the lot

I hustle knowledge, tuition like a college
My wisdom me down in town like Jackie Brown
I teach dangerous minds, like chick Michelle Pfeffeir
That's why the Gods got at least 6 cypher

My Justice Cypher Born, I ain't no helpless type
Like a gat a trigga I got the figure to make figures
For years I've been doin' thing I do
Since Ralph video show was on channel U

Station 31, vice channel changer son
The show was the banger, in clear with a hanger
Top status watch the God get it flamin'
Herbal the verbal, drop top twin turbo
Blazin' for the year, build to 2 G's

like these, help the God stack cheese
Summer Jet-Ski, with TV's
Sittin' under tropic with iced teas
stay positive black, guaranteed
to grab the top dollar, more pull the Rottweiler