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Motherfucker move back, I rap at the pace of a New Jack numbers and shoes stack grooves Rap I for the hungry and underprivileged Something different from these hollow and grunting This is business strictly, step to my is risky when you as bitch as Missy Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the With a brainstorm To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the Used to break dance, it's a What do to a nigga brain If he lose his soul did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"
My train of thought is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his off to get his work off to customers I rap with a chip on my shoulder, Coronas See shirts 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 sorta dark For niggas that's with ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts with some shit for the Don't with radio, ignoring the charts I give a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you wack A nigga on a hard track, in this new rap I "X" cats like a Muslim He off cause I pushed him Let his Bentley and his weak crew be his 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 saying you was a thug before Pac Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like Then Snoop and it became a G thing sets, your city ain't got gangs Niggas hate you, they ain't paying you no In a circle of fagots, name is mentioned With six degrees, I MC's, from a business man that's good From a nigga that was raised or just in the hood From what a nigga says to understood Keep my shit tight like them in "The Wood" Dick is always hard the "Boyz in the Hood" to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi At the crib some cats 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"