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Now I really dont care about
no nigga tryin to slang
and I really dont give a fuck
about no nigga tryin to Bang
cuz we got, hand times commin
down like rainy weather
we can buck N shoot em up
or we can all rize together
with the price in your eyes
the pep in our step Im tryin to
spit the message out until I reach
my last breath my physical awarness
plus my continous mind plus the Live
microphone equals righteous rhyme
so you know Im flowin like H2O
then fountain non-stop to a thirsty soul
I be like, cupid draw back my bow
point it at your mind N let my fly rhyme go
cuz I, a man born to die small speak on
till Im carried by six to my restin home
cuz Im a hoochy fader
devastader, real Busta Hater
the hommys call me "G" cuz Im
g-g-greater on the microphone
splurgin cut snakes like a surgeon
and Busta you cant fade cuz
I flow tight like a virgin

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Being raised as a "G"
it aint the easiest thang to be
Runnin - Gunnin - Ridin - Rollin
Hey-Aye Its got the best of me

As I grow you watch me come
with the smooth flow. Cause you
know Mr. P dont stop I let it go.
Now Im comin up. Cause its the thing
to do cause I brought yall on this track
you see I thought yall knew another black man
I got the master plan and Im twisted comin
back so yall can understand because its
in me Im comin deep like the sea and
Im swimmin in this mystical frame.
You see Im off express mode cause I deliver
my own and Im wishin and Im hoping I can
sit on my throne, Im all alone.
Im pushing 2 times to yall dome.
Its my brain and Im wishin you well cant
you feel that I was born I had the mission
right from the start then I carried it then
I burried it so listen up cause I got to tell
you one more time stay real and stay up
as I kick my rhymes.

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