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Intro (Mike Dynamo)

Crime pays

Crime pays because 

crime cares

Crime fixes what nobody can repair

Crime feeds

Crime needs

Crime’ll open up

So do you really wanna go home?
Or do you really wanna go hard?
But I don't care what you fuckin' choose
'Cause
I feel just like a rockstar
Yeah
Yeah

We Outta Here NIGGA
W.O.H.
I thought I told ya
I thought I told ya
We Out Here NIGGA

Fuck UR feelings
No one cares about'em
Raising up the ceiling

at bay

Control what they do
Control what they pay
Keep um at bay
Keep um at bay

Control what they get
Control what they claim
Misinformation
The American

the
Yard and do hard labor
Got your memory scarred but you
Gon' remember this all later
Don't worry at all player
Its all saved on your Sega memory card data

That you're talking about?
The one that you claim as a hip-hop artist
But won't do the research on hip-hop history
Or the one where you disrespect,

the hooptie when I could be in a Camry
Don't say the bar is hella sweet like some candy
Cause honestly your honesty could really come in handy
I got the data

with show money facts
Slow bucks better than no money
How you rock the spot and then leave the show? Funny
You are really not who you claim to be sonny

But you can't find
Then someone claims to know the truth
And codify it all for you
But what's the truth
The ones and noughts will set you free
Just give

planted pretty solid
The data is pretty sound
And so I didn't think of you much for years
But then you played a concert and after a couple beers
We shared

just a preview aye
Trending tracks age My music will always be worth a replay
Everyone works hard to claim their place aye
I feel like I'm working double

and censor that
Remove the dislikes and resent the facts
I see the blame game, dirt on a name claim
Data is tainted stain on the mainframe
Mainstream media

congested
Your thoughts are infected
Your ego affected your reality
When you speak no truths detected
You claim your the best at
The musical method
You say

Homo-sapiens
These certain individuals who claim to have my back
They all want me to succeed
But contribute to me failing, tripping, falling on my knees
Do you

It's never gonna be the same again
I see, I care, I worry all night
Then sit down and right the pain
I turn on data, check my insta
Foolish people with

girl give me brain
Yeah, I'm all against the grain
I don't care about the fame
I++ how I take your shit then make it better
I'm making setters

a father's care,


Verse 4:
Data reveals the depth of this plight,
Men of every stripe robbed of their right.
Funds flowing into voids they never fill,

You won't pay us
But you want to define us
Scarecrow
You won't claim us
But you want to deny us
Yet somehow
You want to treat us like you own us
You

less they do, less they data mine
But it just gets worse
If I head over there, I'll show up driving my own hearse
I feel so sick, I'm shittin' bricks, I

root them everywhere
Still all slaves
It’s like the more you claim your innocent the more you rot
Shoot me don’t rescue me
How the fuck I’m supposed

in the air,
Sam's coding up a storm, without a single care.
The Enforcer's chains can't hold, Sam's breaking free,
With a rebel yell, he claims his

bit lightning war
(Walking, walking)
He was a data crushing Viking of a Commodore
(Walking, walking)
He was the Mongol horde of the checker board

Can I Get It?

J-Live

Always Has Been

2003

fare
But I didn't care 'til he gave a glare, who you tryna scare?
I'm passin' flyers to a crew of fly young sisters
A chicken from my past is actin'