Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Yeah, let me start by givin' my props Much love to my nigga Mapps, Hasan, Babylon, Slim My nigga Louis, Jatt, Suspect, Bunch What's goin' on to my nigga Justin Yo, we out here tryin' to live, my nigga Vanity album comin' to ya One time for it all I was on pace to give the industry a taste But my ministry was lace With a chemistry base Not soluble by the acidic waste Left chaste, cut and paste Personality traits Of so-called has-beens and great Which left preteens and prisoners To discover the fate Of the affair of hip-hop state And then to debate If it's better never to show up Or to just show up late Still I'll appear to deflate The overweight egos of nemos Who ain't captains but lost fish On an adventure to gossip Talk shit, flop quick And get slushed down the faucet In our shit Nigga looks like Vig on a rant now To skinny jeans, saggin' pans Clowns, I lay plans down Create mounds of dead MCs Above ground, surround sound Shots from all around inside Yours or in my town It's goin' down Cause y'all refuse to let this niggaa rise Like caterpillars turn to butterflies You know we will survive
Written by: Jessi Torres
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