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Never do they do, what they do, what they do

Yo, yo
Lost generation, fast nation
World population they frustration
The principles of true have been forsaken
It's all contractual and money makin'
Pretend-to-be cats seem to know they limitation
Exact replication and representation
You wanna be a man? stand your own
To emcee skills; I demand some shown
I let the keep frontin'
And roam like a cellular far from home
Givin' crowds what they
Official hip-hop consumption, the thumpin'
Keepin' ya party jumpin' an original somethin'
Yo, I dedicate this to the one
No imagination, for perpetration
My man came over and said, "Yo, we thought we you"
Joke's on you; you a bitin'-ass crew, but um

Never do what they do, what they do, what do

Thin is the line that run love and hatred
The game is ill-natured; nothing sacred
Aiyyo, funny when I see some rap niggas due to make it
A few'll blow up, or go as far as they can it
My to five is just to hit ya; get the party live
I'm black thought, used to rap for
Now the rhymes rent payin' life support
I it very seriously within this industry
It's various crews that try to me
But I come with the beautiful things, and I the track plushly
Around the world crowds love me, from tours
Recipient of applause all of you and yours
Creator of original to send to stores
You take home to absorb and sweat it out your
Now, who can stop the music runnin' through these
Infinitely go against the grain; why my motto's to

Never do what they do, what they do, what do

Livin' the life of limos and
Airplanes and trains, days and long nights
Keyboards and mics, bass chords and drum
And my mental thick to hit my head brick
As I embark on a mission to the dark
When I first spark the arts, the listenin' start
Open your wide, and let the thought inside
My fortified by all of Philadel-phi
I've dealt more stealth all the wicked wealthy
undetectable by the naked eye
Then I get paid when the is played
To put it short "I it made" like Ed; 'nuff said
after that, I'm puttin' on my cousin Hamed
We let the ladies blend with the dark thoroughbred
And discover my level is of no other
And Roots crew reign official and true while I'm to

Never do what they do, what they do, what do