What I'm After
That's what I'm after tell me what I'm after (I'm after the gold then after that the platnium) Once again it's the real ill microphone enhancer Smoking mc's till I'm down from blunt enter The mase is in my hand but I'm not afraid to shoot ya Nobody can see me high in da future So you know that no one can ever hurt me Because I'm ill (like what) Like herpies And I really don't give a damn who you are Mr.Funky man all hail I'm da funkular Now in 1985 when the funk started to rock Tryin to do the human beatbox like (BOOM HAH HAH BOOM BOOM HAH HAH) All up in da place you can spit in yo face Then when da beatbox start play That's when I started rocking mic's Make you wack mc's want to fight Because they alwayas try to battle Just to see who is da best To see who is da best So you know I have to roll on the quest For what I'm after (I'm after the gold then after that the platnium) Hip hop and props that's what what I'm after (I'm after the gold then after that the platnium) Stacks of those plaq's that's what were after If it's hip hop that makes yo knees knock Turn us up box I know you peep da sound it's the lords on the block It's da list now this is how I live now Making people get down to my funky sound Ever since I heard the sound I wanted to be down Here's my demo tape won't you please pass it down So I can get paid and have thing's like I said A car, a yacht, a house with a maid But wow! slow down the party ain't that easy Oh my god I think I let that video dicive me No matter as long as the rhymes are the phatter I bet yo billboard has me top of da ladder Publishing like loving, I learded that from my cousin Write you on tour you'll see thousands like the dozens And after all dat if yo games phat All I want to see is da golden platnium plaq Now it's 1995 And I finally got my foot in da door Got props I want more Cause I'm definitely not where I used to be But I'm no where near where I want to be I want to be able to go out and buy a golf range And still walk away with change Until then there's no time to be wasting So I gotta keep on chasing Well, what I'm after that's simple Come on and peep the mental This ghetto born kid blowin up on instrumentals What's the matter oh I know you can't peep my pattern My style is desined to shed light like a lantern Click click click now the light's directly on yo ear If you peep da sound then run go tell a peer What happined did you get locked by my rappin You had to cause gold and the plat is what I'm after
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