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move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and stack grooves Rap I deliver for the and underprivileged Something different from hollow and grunting niggas 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 the game With a four-pounded To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to a chance in the game Used to dance, it's a shame What money do to a brain If he lose his what did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am 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 work off to 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 only want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a Focused like Gordon when it's sorta dark For that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark Performing arts with some shit for the heart Don't fuck with radio, ignoring the I could give a fuck what you in a year, nigga, you wack A soft nigga on a hard track, in 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 front of the bodyguards and him
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"
You wasn't saying you was a thug Pac came Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be Kane Then Snoop and it became a G thing sets, your city ain't got gangs Niggas hate you, ain't paying you no attention In a of fagots, your name is mentioned With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a man that's good From a that was raised or just lived in the hood what a nigga says to what's understood Keep my shit tight them boys in "The Wood" Dick is hard like the "Boyz in the Hood" Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the Chi At the crib some give me the cold eye I'm a slap the next one Let him know the world is my for taking You got to reduce
"Doin' it, it, I am doin' it, C O double M O to the N"