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move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack Rap I deliver for the and underprivileged Something different these hollow and grunting niggas is business strictly, step to my business is risky 'Specially you as bitch as Missy Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the With a brainstorm To make niggas in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game Used to break dance, a shame What do to a nigga brain If he lose his soul what did a nigga
"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 with his shirt off Trying to get his off to customers I rap with a on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas See shirts that say "We get over" That juggy 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 niggas that's flooded ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts with 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 nigga on a hard track, in this new rap Generation I "X" cats a Muslim He off cause I pushed him Let his Bentley and his weak crew be his I catch him on the streets, in front of the and rush him
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"
You saying you was a thug before Pac came Ten ago you had a high top trying to be like Kane Then Snoop and it became a G thing Claim sets, your city got gangs Niggas you, they ain't paying you no attention In a circle of fagots, your is mentioned With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man good From a nigga that was or just lived in the hood what a nigga says to what's understood Keep my shit tight like them in "The Wood" is always hard like the "Boyz in the Hood" Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the Chi At the some cats give me the cold eye I'm a slap the next one Let him know the world is my section for You got to aggression
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"