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Mr. CEO
N.O.R.E.
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Ahh yes how you doin' today?
Ahh my name is N-O-R-E (who?)
That's pronounced "Norey"
I'm here on behalf of Thugged Out Militainment
I'm here to see the president of the record label
I believe his name is Mr. Isenhawk
I been out here quite some time
So uhh, can you let him know that I been waitin' and uhh
Can you please hurry his ass up, before I bounce?
Yunderdig? (yundeedig) Sup?
So what's the matter Mr. CEO?
You can't look at my face and feel my pain yo?
Shit, give a hood nigga a chance
A nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gon' dance
So what's the matter Mr. CEO?
You can't look at my face and feel my pain yo?
Shit, give a hood nigga a chance
A nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gon' dance
Aiyyo nigga, throw in the key and let the engine spark
Yo, I love the rap game, hate the business part
Now give a hood nigga a chance, that's what they won't do
Cause I stay up in the office, with the close crew
But shit, fuck a check, I'd rather cash
And you know I shot niggas, don't bring up the past
But I just came home, and I'm livin' alone
Give a nigga one chance, I'mma have the shit sewn
I'm a hard worker, I don't need no handout
One opportunity, and I'mma expand out
It's Militainment, military entertainment
Brand new hot shit, nobody came with
So invest your cheese and pay this thug
We belong on "Uncut," not "Midnight Love"
So let's just make sure the contract ain't slimed
And then I'm ready nigga, yo, when do I sign nigga?
So what's the matter Mr. CEO?
You can't look at my face and feel my pain yo?
Shit, give a hood nigga a chance
A nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gon' dance
So what's the matter Mr. CEO?
You can't look at my face and feel my pain yo?
Shit, give a hood nigga a chance
A nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gon' dance
If my pain ain't for I's, the stress rhymes
Change to a lot of guns and business, best times
To the CEO I'm basically sayin'
My life switches day and out
Spittin' for niggas the same route
Ladies too, I'm what the game 'bout
Respect what we came for
Press support, I guarantee we X these niggas name out
All I ask is my own A&R's
Marty Mar, Wize, and Shan
Truthfully we got our whole staff with hands on experience
A glance at executive paper, a stare at the streets
We set for greater things, whatever hate it bring
Bank on it, royalty time
We thank each other every performance
We tear down bangin' the billboards to scans
Streets and mags, when biz is a wrap
You can sit and laugh nigga, we done caked up
But you flagrant as shit muh'fucker, out
So what's the matter Mr. CEO?
You can't look at my face and feel my pain yo?
Shit, give a hood nigga a chance
A nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gon' dance
So what's the matter Mr. CEO?
You can't look at my face and feel my pain yo?
Shit, give a hood nigga a chance
A nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gon' dance
Let me holla at you CEO's, A&R's, and presidents
Give me a minute, hear me out, ain't no disrespect
Let me speak my peace, we got an ill clique of niggas
And we got producers with beats
And we already put it down in the streets
We been hustlin' too long, we need a new way to eat
And I'll battle your whole roster dog
Most of them niggas is weak, the rest of them impostor dogs
I know Musamais'll bring you a plaque
I'm a hustler nigga, the first day I finished my pack
Hit us with consignment, and we bring it right back
We for real with this game and we spit it like that
And since you worried about spendin'
We got a album ready done, so hold on niggas here we come
Runnin' through every burb, hood, every slum
Niggas don't want none, Thugged Out what?
So what's the matter Mr. CEO?
You can't look at my face and feel my pain yo?
Shit, give a hood nigga a chance
A nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gon' dance
So what's the matter Mr. CEO?
You can't look at my face and feel my pain yo?
Shit, give a hood nigga a chance
A nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gon' dance
So what's the matter Mr. CEO?
Don't wanna see me flow?
See me blow, see me go, see me gettin' c'do?
Bottom to the top, from the top to the bottom
I'mma keep on pushin', bangin' heads cause I got 'em
Like an unlimited supply, so why you wanna lie?
Or why you wan' deny? Or why you wanna try
To even play me like I'm some kind of fool?
This industry need to change the rules, c'mon
Mr. CEO, can I get an interview?
It's me and you, it's hustle man
The streets love me, industry need me
I'm not needy, I'm already dirty, so push me filthy
I guarantee this whole planet of ours'll feel me
Hustlers talk it while I live it through the stomach of trey'n
DMG like my stash type is make moves right
So don't think about the chances with me
Just think about the chances with us
In God we trust, we sharin' it so
So what's the matter Mr. CEO?
You can't look at my face and feel my pain yo?
Shit, give a hood nigga a chance
A nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gon' dance
So what's the matter Mr. CEO?
You can't look at my face and feel my pain yo?
Shit, give a hood nigga a chance
A nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gon' dance
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