Ah keep on [Repeat: x6]
m*********** move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack
Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack grooves
Rap I deliver for the hungry and underprivileged
Something different from these hollow and grunting n*****
This is business strictly, step to my business is risky
'Specially when you as b**** as Missy
Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the game
With a four-pounded brainstorm
To make n***** dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game
Used to break dance, it's a shame
What money do to a n**** brain
If he lose his soul what did a n**** gain?
[Chorus: Scratched: x4]
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it"
"C O double M O to the N"
My train of thought is that of a hustler, or a n**** with his shirt off
Trying to get his work off to customers
I rap with a chip on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas
See shirts that say "We gotta get over"
That juggy s*** is over, the war is on
I only want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a c**ture
Focused like Gordon Parks when it's sorta dark
For n***** that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark
Performing warming arts with some s*** for the heart
Don't f*** with radio, ignoring the charts
I could give a f*** what you made in a year, n****, you wack
A soft n**** on a hard track, in this new rap
Generation I "X" cats like a Muslim
He fell off cause I pushed him
Let his Bentley and his weak crew be his cushion
I catch him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him
[Chorus: Scratched: x4]
You wasn't saying you was a thug before Pac came
Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like Kane
Then Snoop released and it became a G thing
Claim sets, your city ain't got gangs
n***** hate you, they ain't paying you no attention
In a circle of f*****, your name is mentioned
With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man that's good
From a n**** that was raised or just lived in the hood
From what a n**** says to what's understood
Keep my s*** tight like them boys in "The Wood"
d*** is always hard like the "Boyz in the Hood"
Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi
At the crib some cats give me the cold eye
I'm a b**** slap the next one
Let him know the world is my section for taking
You got to reduce aggression
[Chorus: Scratched: x4]
m*********** move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack
Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack grooves
Rap I deliver for the hungry and underprivileged
Something different from these hollow and grunting n*****
This is business strictly, step to my business is risky
'Specially when you as b**** as Missy
Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the game
With a four-pounded brainstorm
To make n***** dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game
Used to break dance, it's a shame
What money do to a n**** brain
If he lose his soul what did a n**** gain?
[Chorus: Scratched: x4]
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it"
"C O double M O to the N"
My train of thought is that of a hustler, or a n**** with his shirt off
Trying to get his work off to customers
I rap with a chip on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas
See shirts that say "We gotta get over"
That juggy s*** is over, the war is on
I only want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a c**ture
Focused like Gordon Parks when it's sorta dark
For n***** that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark
Performing warming arts with some s*** for the heart
Don't f*** with radio, ignoring the charts
I could give a f*** what you made in a year, n****, you wack
A soft n**** on a hard track, in this new rap
Generation I "X" cats like a Muslim
He fell off cause I pushed him
Let his Bentley and his weak crew be his cushion
I catch him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him
[Chorus: Scratched: x4]
You wasn't saying you was a thug before Pac came
Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like Kane
Then Snoop released and it became a G thing
Claim sets, your city ain't got gangs
n***** hate you, they ain't paying you no attention
In a circle of f*****, your name is mentioned
With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man that's good
From a n**** that was raised or just lived in the hood
From what a n**** says to what's understood
Keep my s*** tight like them boys in "The Wood"
d*** is always hard like the "Boyz in the Hood"
Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi
At the crib some cats give me the cold eye
I'm a b**** slap the next one
Let him know the world is my section for taking
You got to reduce aggression
[Chorus: Scratched: x4]