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Genre
Charts
Peak #7,531
Peak in subgenre #4,299
Author
mass
Uploaded
June 16, 2005
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
hook:
nas- i been fucked over left for dead dissed and forgotten
DMX- we aint ge to where we at by luck shit was hard
eminem- but i kept rhymin and stepped right in the next cypher
50- im the diamond in the dirt, and i aint been found
bleek- i done came up
jay- im takin this rap shit serious
50- im the underground king and i aint been crowned
pac- this is bowdown fool
lloyd banks- theres nuthin u can teach us
jay- the illest niggas doin it or these niggas is loosin it
1st verse
the underdog dun came up spittin these flames
and now the dog got his leg up to piss on the game
mention his name as the best, nah mass just did things
thats different then the shit these dudes usually bring
throw blows like rick james wit the unity ring
im cold blooded and yea these hoe borthas dont want it
im like, cold as ice its head crack
when i rool the dice, i crack heads when i squeeze the gat
and fiend for rap like crack heads when the hold they pipe
hands swole cant hold the mic
but yet still so precise, spittin is my mission
i fear no 1 and ima ride this muthafucka
till the wheels fall off until the axle is cracked
till the good years are bad and the michelins are rippin
trapped behind bars but aint livin in a prison
classic shit with every scripture that is written
hook
str8 from the charm aka the harm city
walk wit me but keep pace when u march
ima ryder man, give dap with callist hands
so when our fists touch ill be scrappin ya palms
cuz life is hard but i move on
thru self power word to the ink tatted on my arm
tryna rise so i high i can battle wit the sun and ride these bitch niggas get the saddle and im gone
i horse niggas for figgas the flow swifter then rivers
i give women the business the tongue givin em shivers
the gun leavin no witness and any nigga can get it
ill sit it right in ya fitted get it right im a menace
but this aint a-wax its A. Mass but oh, dog (o-dog)
will blast if u comin at my man
tired of fake niggaz tryna be my frieds
i tell em kill the bull, but the beef aint dead
im sick of niggaz bust wave caps at pretty niggaz
thatll grease they head, when the words written
on my rap sheets were said i paint vangoh pictures
past those niggaz thats still paintin easter egges
hook
never bitch up il hold my own
time to get tuff i throw my blows
ball my fists up and pound my foes
load the clip up and bust that 4
fall i get up and dust my clothes
never slip up i watch my toes
tie my kicks up and walk this road
world i lift up my back cant hold
but it still gets carried on my shoulders
biceps buldgin wise man quotin
"there is no progress without struggle" Fredrick Douglass
so if i stumble i limp thru the rubble
and make my way, only child playin 2 player nintendo games
i had to fight with myself
now im 21 years old i still fight wit myself
gotta write for myself tryna ease the pain
sum1 asked whose my audience i made this face
like man i wish that u could see my brian
u would look at that shit and be like hes insane
audience, please, i do this to keep me sane
keep my black ass out ya window pane
givin ya house a visit im out ya business
put my money where my mouth is im bout to spend it
label think its not my time so they tryna suspend it
they dont see im on my grind and got rhymes infinite
see i make music i dont fake music
i escape thru it and i could really give a fuck
if i make units cuz if i like it i like it
the masses can cop it if they choose it
it dont bother me nada
god mc call me massiah
but this aint passion of the christ this is passion for the mic
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