Dooint Lyric Common LIKE WATER FOR CHOCOLATE

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Mo'fucker move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack

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Rap I deliver for the
hungry and underprivileged
Something different from these hollow and
grunting niggas
This is business strictly, step to my business is risky

'Specially when you as bitch as Missy
Back to back LP's that sound the
same, I surround the game
With a four-pounded brainstorm
To make niggas
dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game
Used to breakdance,
it's a shame
What money do to a nigga brain
If he lose his soul what did
a nigga gain?

'Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it'
'C O double M O to
the N' (cut and
scratched 4x)

My train of thought is that of a
hustler, or a nigga 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 shit is over, the war is on
I
on;y want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a culture
Focused like Gordon
Parks when it's sorta dark
For niggas that's flooded with ice, my thought's
the ark
Performing warming arts with some shit for the heart
Don't fuck
with radio, ignoring the charts
I could give a FUCK what you made in a year,
nigga, you wack
A soft nigga on a hard track, in this new rap
Generation
I 'X' cats like a Muslim
He fell off cause I pushed him
Let his Bently
and his weak crew be his cushion
I catch him on the streets, in front of the
bodyguards and rush him

'Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it'
'C O
double M O to the N' (cut and
scratched 4x)

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 thang
Claim sets, your
city ain't got gangs
Niggas hate you, they ain't paying you no attention

In a circle of faggots, your name is mentioned
With six degrees, I
separate MC's, from a business man that's good
]From a nigga that was raised
or just lived in the hood
]From what a nigga says to what's understood

Keep my shit tight like them boys in 'The Wood'
Dick 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 bitch slap the next one

Let him know the world is my section for taking
You got to reduce
aggression

'Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it'
'C O double M O to
the N' (cut and
scratched 4x)

 

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