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Motherfucker back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and stack grooves Rap I for the hungry and underprivileged Something from these hollow and grunting niggas is business strictly, step to my business is risky 'Specially when you as bitch as Back to LP's that sound the same, I surround the game a four-pounded brainstorm To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the Used to break dance, it's a What money do to a nigga If he lose his soul what did a gain?
"Doin' it, it, I am doin' it, C O double M O to the N"
My train of is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off Trying to get his off to customers I rap with a on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas See that say "We gotta get over" That juggy is over, the war is on I only want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a 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 give a 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 fell off cause I him Let his and his weak crew be his cushion I catch him on the streets, in of the bodyguards 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 Snoop released and it became a G thing Claim sets, your city ain't got hate 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 man that's good a nigga that was raised or just lived in the hood From what a nigga says to understood Keep my shit like them boys in "The Wood" Dick is hard like the "Boyz in the Hood" Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Lett, the whole Chi At the crib some give me the cold eye I'm a slap the next one Let him the world is my section for taking You got to reduce
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"