broke up soldiers Loco, goin' hard as a locomotive Self-loathin' like I ain't chosen Chose to bless souls, get exposed Just know that I ain't foldin
bro Entertainin' motherfuckers can't stop O In battlin', you don't want me to start tattlin' All upon the stage because y'all snakes keep rattlin' Bitch, you ain't
is nothing fraudulent This is that sure shot itchy finger lingering Behind your target audience You got em all convinced But we ain?t buying it buddy
hood with heat and still beatin' And we back with the rap that packs the room Black tracks with the rhythm that make you move Can't hush the bum rush
pack of the dunga dun laced with toothpaste Life ain't to be gambled son, you could get trampled By people that act more like animals than mammals high off enamel That
me the truth 'Cause now I'm all based out, ma dukes (Kid Capri) Oh man I like the way that's going down Now why won't you do is kick a little Freddie
ain't nothin' to know All day used, abused, locked up, beaten and fined But I got free, I copped a plea And I can see that there ain't No freedom bell
a fuck about a salary; this ain't a popularity contest, Cos hip hop ain't faking for ends, Hip-hop ain't fading with trends, It ain't rich kids playing
Well, this ain't no side show This is the great unknown This is the poison we take, yeah Outside the velvet rope Standing there all alone Are the grotesque
On the cover of the rolling stone Chorus Talking: I don't know why we ain't on the cover, baby! Ah we're beautiful fellas! I ain't kiddin' you man,
truth shone through It's all hell when the smell's on you Used to read all the papers Mags that caught the vapors Takin' a crap with the tab, ain't takin
'bout my game, ain't got time for the faking I might be rapping, but I'm still cake baking 'Cause ain't no limit, to this money I'll be making It ain't
fucking gat, ain't whizzling no Dixie Like baba-do-ba baba-do-ba baba-do-ba To my ancestors you'll bow, I want my freedom now And I ain't doin' no talking
photo finish Nigga, this ain't tennis, yeah, I ain't bluffing shit I be the street menace on my David Ruffin shit Police ain't cuffing shit, claiming
disco, all hail the disco king Gaze in wonderment at his skanking ability, but don't stare too long His disco feet can hypnotize Hear him say, 'Travolta ain't
the cops keep watch, cause they know that I rap Tell the world that I'm a gangsta, cause I ride with a strap But I ain't yo gangsta, just a young nigga
get out of line, break his fucking arm You know how it go, word up Ain't playing no games with these niggaz man None at all, man, no more, none of that