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n-gg-s ain’t ready to ride no more
they used to try to keep it real
now they don’t even try no more
they don’t represent the star no more
ever since big died n-body ready to die no more
they don’t get murdered when they testify no more
they just tell the whole truth, they don’t lie no more
they don’t sell real lye no more
when you smoke the same weed it don’t even get you high no more
they ain’t loyal to they connect, not no more
they just cop one time and they don’t buy no more
can’t listen to music when you drive no more
’cause they don’t make thinking music for the mind no more
50 cent ain’t got beef with ja no more
jay z ain’t got beef with nas no more
too friendly, ain’t no compet-tive side no more
rap game boring, it ain’t even live no more

here it is, step into my bizz
with the free flow stylo, hand clap like leelo
i’m a winner, spit heavy rotation for the gangsta nation
got no time for w-ngsters
here it is, step into my bizz
with the free flow stylo, hand clap like leelo
i’m a winner, spit heavy rotation for the gangsta nation
got no time for w-ngsters

i said i’m better than jigga ’cause i’m better than jigga
i ain’t no rookie to this sh-t, i’m a veteran spitter
i grew up with jugs men, good fellas and killers
my homies catch a case, man, i sent letter to n-gg-s
i ain’t hating but i ain’t getting bread with them n-gg-s
i feel like it should’ve been me instead of them n-gg-s
i wish the doctors and the paramedics was quicker
’cause i’m sick with this sh-t, i need my medicine, n-gg-
n-gg-s talking indirect, i step to them n-gg-s
i wouldn’t give a motherf-cker if it was ten of them n-gg-s
head crack, six n-gg-s, i’m on a six men spree
your girl think you a gangsta, i think that b-tch can’t see
n-gg-s say they gonna hit me, your whole clique fear me
i get your head man hit up, they call me head man p
you the best in the city, i’m screaming this can’t be
you ain’t no f-cking gorilla, you just a chimpanzee

i’m a philosopher, popular for just popping and pasta’s up
rising like the mercury inside a thermometer
you say you off the meter, they lied to you
i’m a thousand more times off the meter like a f-cking kilometer
i’m not a big enough star, what are you? astronomers?
swallow a hollow ’cause you ain’t promised tomorrow
bloggers and botherers, twitter follow and followers
i’m c-cking a chopper to pop shots like photographers
my third eye focused and like i watch with binoculars
drug money in my sneakers, foam posit depositor
the coppers be watching but i ain’t stopping, i’m tired of you
middle finger to camera while they watching the monitors
smoke ganja from florida
when i roll a blunt i hold the blunt to my mouth like the player hold a harmonica
can’t stop the drama, it ain’t no hot, bro
i’m barack obama, osama bin laden, yo

- papoose

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