10 Conspiracy
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Yo, they out to get us man
They everywhere
Look out
Here they come
Shit son, I got my notice of eviction
Next day they hit me with an unjust conviction
What is this, fiction?
I ain't into superstition
But somebody's on a mission to fuck with me
Everybody's in on it
From record labels to travel agents
Government agents and radio stations
And people cancelling shows, damn silly hoes
The same cowards that won't air our videos
Too hot for TV, banned from radio
And when's the album dropping? Fans are waiting, yo
This one is for y'all, I hope you're hearing me
We all got a job to combat the conspiracy
Against devious G's
Every single industry, always deceiving me
It's a conspiracy against devious G's
They out to get MB, Cosmic Supreme and me
Yo, listen up, check it
After I wrote this rhyme I had to eat the paper
And after hearing this rhyme you might meet your maker
'Cause anybody with this knowledge is considered a risk
So if you see the police, kid, get rid of the disc
And if you're scared of getting family members murdered
Turn the music off right now, pretend you never heard it
Any brave souls still out there ready to hear my story
About how the whole world is conspiratory?
Nah, I'm not paranoid
I always got a pair of boys in blue
On the lookout for me and my crew
It's a fact the government consider our music a threat
And ain't happy until U2 cruising a neck
They want us losing our necks to keep the fools in a check
But yo, Schloops and Schlokettes, they ain't ruling us yet
They wanna stop our communication with the world's population
'Cause on popular demand we bring hip-hop emancipation
It's a conspiracy
Against devious G's
Every single industry, always deceiving me
It's a conspiracy
Against devious G's
They out to get MB, Cosmic Supreme and me
It's a conspiracy
Against devious G's
Every single industry, always deceiving me
It's a conspiracy
Against devious G's
They out to get MB, Cosmic Supreme and me
They wanna shoot us up
They wanna shoot us down
They wanna lock us up
They wanna lock us down
They wanna bruk us up
They wanna bruk us down
They wanna fuck us up
They bring the ruckus now
They don't like the likes of us
They don't like the lines I bust
They do like to fight and fuss
And claim that I don't have the right to cuss
Well, I keep spitting till the mic'll rust
I keep giving that type of rush
I make the youths them hype enough
For po-po to pull out the nines and cuffs
And I smash their face red like a blush
I turn the crowd into psycho thugs
I turn hip-hop spots into biker clubs
And make the scene explode like dynamite and such
And they can't stop this fire burning
They can't top this higher learning
They got cops and sly attorneys
Foolish dogs keep barking at this flying bird, it's
It's a conspiracy
Against devious G's
Every single industry, always deceiving me
It's a conspiracy
Against devious G's
They out to get MB, Cosmic Supreme and me
It's a conspiracy
Against devious G's
Every single industry, always deceiving me
It's a conspiracy
Against devious G's
They out to get MB, Cosmic Supreme and me
They wanna shoot us up
They wanna shoot us down
They wanna lock us up
They wanna lock us down
They wanna bruk us up
They wanna bruk us down
They wanna fuck us up
They bring the ruckus now
Yo, Promo MB
Devious G
Conspiracy Theory
It's a conspiracy
Against devious G's
Every single industry, always deceiving me
It's a conspiracy
Against devious G's
They out to get MB, Cosmic Supreme and me
For real, big ass conspiracy theory