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What_They_Used_To_Say

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Like you say Like you say Like you say Like you say Like you say Like you say Like you say Like you say Like you say Like you say I'm the rap profession, I go to sessions Study MC's like the gods do lessons Mic testing in the rain, I brainstorm You feelin' me out nigga, we got the same form I drop heavy, in spots you scared to put your weight on There's only so much ice you can skate on Shit cats write for you, you say wrong No time to debate on, who's hip-hop and who's not Or who shot B.I.G. and 2Pac Or who this thug fuckin' or how much this crew got That's ho shit That ain't me or the type of niggas I roll with I cold get dumb, like a brother in prison Who hasn't had a chance to hold his son Sacrificin' like Abe did his older son Tryin' to hold my cum, I think of raps Seen the BDP cover and I start thinkin' back to... Like you used to say Like you used to say Like you used to say Like you used to say I walk through triple darkness with a childproof lighter All your homeboys are biters, so what's up with that? Yo producer pumped the track, told 'em nah I can't fuck with that A nice way of sayin' Vic bring a rougher track My boy, in my ear sayin' enough of that humble rap Now every single you drop I'mma double that Jigga Jigga Joe cut the record down two My sound surrounds you like racism You feel it all around you I go into a soundproof booth and change flows Attracting strange hoes with head wraps and bangles Hip-hop is getting strangled by this puff cone syndrome Niggas been around the world actin' like they never been home I ain't hatin' cause I could only love niggas It's just out of the game, I wanna sub niggas I be dubbed vigorously, to adjust the industry And speak up, like when my homies musty Here we go... Like you used to say Like you used to say Like you used to say Like you used to say Appreciate the art that came through Puerto Ricans and blacks Speakin' the facts, the sound is much deeper than wax Doug M flute lumberjack, I'm keepin' the axe Layin' on passed out nights wakin' up reekin' with raps Geeked like the Fat Boys, do the Fever in fact At shows I give more hoes than a scene in The Mack Raps develop like film, some call me instant calm In this business of pimps and hoes, I stick out like Bishop Juan Talk to my nigga Ron about openin' shops Holdin' up cops, I'm from the 'Go it don't stop Contract ain't showin' up options It's time to pop guns, it's gon' be some shook lost and popped ones Askin' how come like Wyclef, they'll be gone before November Name'll be in sentences with the word "remember" Wrote a letter to '88, "Let's get back, love me tender" The letter came back three days later, "Return to Sender" Damn... Like you used to say Like you used to say Like you used to say Like you used to say