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move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous and shoes stack grooves Rap I deliver for the and underprivileged Something different these hollow and grunting niggas This is business strictly, step to my business is when you as bitch as Missy Back to LP's that sound the same, I surround the game With a four-pounded To make niggas dance in the rain, to take a chance in the game Used to dance, it's a shame What money do to a nigga If he lose his what did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"
My train of thought is that of a hustler, or a with his shirt off Trying to get his work off to I rap with a chip on my shoulder, Coronas See that say "We gotta get over" juggy shit is over, the war is on I only want to be a soldier, I'm on, to a culture like Gordon Parks when it's sorta dark For that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming with some shit for the heart Don't with radio, ignoring the charts I could a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you wack A soft nigga on a track, in this new rap Generation I "X" cats a Muslim He fell off I pushed him Let his Bentley and his crew be his cushion I catch him on the streets, in of the bodyguards and rush him
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"
You wasn't you was a thug before Pac came Ten years ago you had a top trying to be like Kane Then Snoop released and it became a G Claim sets, city ain't got gangs hate you, they ain't paying you no attention In a circle of fagots, your name is With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a man that's good From a nigga that was raised or just in the hood From what a nigga says to what's Keep my tight like them boys in "The Wood" Dick is hard 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 slap the one Let him know the world is my section for You got to reduce
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"