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Yo Statik man these niggas playing out here They playing man Niggas got ghost writers and shit Ain't no body real no more Shit is all made up Stop playing nigga Yeah This for the gods man Hip-hop gods Real niggas provided the platform Yeah im'ma rap for em You niggas just rap boring I'm taking a nap snoring I'm waking up past four And hop in that black 4 And that GT is grand touring Counting these grands touring I heard another movement might have took it from slaughter They just took a page out our book You better look at the authors Look at my partners We keep it the same Never change So funny how going nowhere took us the farthest I'm rapping with body baggers You rapping with lolly gaggers If it was up to me None of you niggas would not be rappers Fuck, your clothes tightened up Your voice lightened up Even your own white friends ain't white enough I think you haters had quite enough Like porn stars bleaching their anus All you assholes need to lighten up It ain't that serious Selling your soul They paint a brick road yellow And tell em its gold Tell em its the yellow brick road Fooled by the wizard of Oz Now you'll never be an Em or a Nas Kim or a Fox I'm the rap villain A rebel Got a bad feeling that they want me to slit my throat When i crash through the glass ceiling But fuck the mainstream I'm in the underground I'm counting cash, chilling An outsider like matt dillion Listening to Big Poppa Sticking proper dick in a chicks knockers Sipping on french vodka Keeping my choppa loaded My choppa stay loaded like a rich rocker I call the shit stopper the witch doctor Poking holes in you like a voodoo doll Who do y'all thing your fucking with (huh) Blow pop in a________ You on some sucka shit I'm cookoo dog Letting my Zulu balls hang since FUBU draws For the fuck of it (hahaha) Bitch, suck a dick