but I can't drop her Cause I need somethin' to balance out the fact That it's hard to find a woman when you talented and black When you hollerin' at labels
: (feat. Trick Daddy) [Verse 1] I'm not a thug No, no, no, no I'm not a gangsta But I won't hesitate To cock back, bust and point blank ya Lord thank
got the murder face I walk in companies boom and blow my triggers off Uncle Toms, savage whites and the niggaz off You talkin blank blank blank and all
hated When I rhyme tragically premeditated raps should be segregated Wack emcees and emcees with skills should be separated Debated in Hip-Hop Senate Empeach all Record label
yo Santa let's get something clear I'm half Jewish I shouldn't even be talkin about this time of year But I'm near tears tryin to fund my record label
in my life I don't recognize them your honor Chorus [kool keith] So he ain't callin shots for you, I got respect I just turned down a major label project
I'm not a thug, no, no, no, no, I'm not a gangsta But I won't hesitate to cock back, bust and point blank ya Lord thank ya, I'm like that coke and weed
G money shit all we gots is us True indeed, yes, more better, yes More cheddar, S.P. chain, jeans and sweaters Movies, cartoons, labels, etcetera Fill in the blanks
we gots is us (We all we got) True indeed, yes, more better, yes More chedder, S-P chain, jeans, and sweaters Movies, cartoons, labels, etcetera Fill in the blanks
raps through divine contact The synapse to climb a syntax [unverified], define clever We find Trademarc's photo id below the letters Your rhymes are general played, minimal blank
Its all another phase turning the page in the book of growing up She's has seen a lot of sex He tried to hide his resentment But their wasn't nothing thing left for them to label
, Rancid, Britany and Creed The Bureaucrats they leech upon to mediocre trends Your song in heavy rotation from the cash your label spends From the
that you've already got 'em Disc two It was all brand new Al album's worth of songs But all we had to leave the whole disc blank 'Cause some other label
rhyme on stage with Biz Oh he's def,? you know what time it is But this time I'm not assisted on the microphone More like Patti Labelle, on my own Just
a point where we all said end it We all said the same but no one wanted to admit it Living the stable, running into a label Back to square one, all cards
any idea what I'll do to crews like you How many niggaz in my career I've ran through" "At 1000 degrees celsius I make Emcees melt, Fuck my record label
are poor and old, Lies were spent on a sad defense, They said we're lookin for a method in this world ???, Presidents are named, Presidents are labeled
