Ah keep on, chcka chcka chcka (Repeat 6x)      Mo'fucker move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack   Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack grooves   Rap I deliver for the hungry and underprivileged   Something different from these hollow and grunting niggas   This is business strictly, step to my business is risky   'Specially when you as bitch as Missy   Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the game   With a four-pounded brainstorm   To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game   Used to breakdance, it's a shame   What money do to a nigga brain   If he lose his soul what did a nigga gain?      "Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it"   "C O double M O to the N" (cut and scratched 4x)      My train of thought is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off   Trying to get his work off to customers   I rap with a chip on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas   See shirts that say "We gotta get over"   That juggy shit is over, the war is on   I on;y want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a culture   Focused like Gordon Parks when it's sorta dark   For niggas that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark   Performing warming arts with some shit for the heart   Don't fuck with radio, ignoring the charts   I could give a FUCK what you made in a year, nigga, you wack   A soft nigga on a hard track, in this new rap   Generation I "X" cats like a Muslim   He fell off cause I pushed him   Let his Bently and his weak crew be his cushion   I catch him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him      "Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it"   "C O double M O to the N" (cut and scratched 4x)      You wasn't saying you was a thug before Pac came   Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like Kane   Then Snoop released and it became a G thang   Claim sets, your city ain't got gangs   Niggas hate you, they ain't paying you no attention   In a circle of faggots, your name is mentioned   With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man that's good   >From a nigga that was raised or just lived in the hood   >From what a nigga says to what's understood   Keep my shit tight like them boys in "The Wood"   Dick is always hard like the "Boyz in the Hood"   Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi   At the crib some cats give me the cold eye   I'm a bitch slap the next one   Let him know the world is my section for taking   You got to reduce aggression      "Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it"   "C O double M O to the N" (cut and scratched 4x)