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Motherfucker move back, I rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and stack grooves Rap I for the hungry and underprivileged Something different from hollow and grunting niggas This is strictly, step to my business is risky when you as bitch as Missy Back to back LP's sound the same, I surround the game a four-pounded brainstorm To niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game Used to dance, it's a shame money do to a nigga brain If he his soul what did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"
My train of thought is of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off Trying to get his off to customers I rap a chip on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas See that say "We gotta get over" That juggy is over, the war is on I want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a culture Focused like Gordon Parks when it's dark For niggas that's flooded with ice, my the ark Performing warming arts with shit for the heart Don't fuck with radio, ignoring the I could give a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you A soft nigga on a hard track, in new rap I "X" cats like a Muslim He fell off I pushed him Let his Bentley and his crew be his cushion I catch him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and him
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"
You wasn't saying you was a before Pac came Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be Kane Snoop released and it became a G thing Claim sets, your ain't got gangs Niggas hate you, they ain't you no attention In a circle of fagots, your is mentioned With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a man that's good From a nigga was raised or just lived in the hood From what a says to what's understood Keep my shit like them boys in "The Wood" Dick is always like the "Boyz in the Hood" to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi At the some cats give me the cold eye I'm a bitch the next one Let him know the world is my for taking You got to aggression
"Doin' it, it, I am doin' it, C O double M O to the N"