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Kamikaze n***as in this motherf**er just trying to maintain,
On a mission for paper, n***a, or f**ing chump change.
Being broke is lame, so if you try to stop this thing,
We gonna melt your brain, we ain't going; we workin', man.
[M-Child]
I took a time out with you hoes, put my dick back in my pants,
Concentrating on music and making my fans dance.
For the love of money, I be on it to represent it,
I ain't got sh** else to do but make it so I can spend it.
n***as, they got they mug on, 'cause I'm coming up,
Trying to look me up, internet me up, shove me up.
It's impossible, baby, 'cause I was born with this sh**,
When I was in my mother's stomach, I was writing rhymes, b**h.
Being me, you can never deal with feelings, I will hurt 'em.
Get on a n***a's nerves, make the n***a say I'm worse 'im.
I'm telling you the truth, to you I'm telling no lie,
So pay attention, take notes, look me in my f**ing eye.
It's time to break some bread, f** what the other n***as said,
'cause rumors, they big as boomers, leaving n***as mislead.
'Til they jaded I'm dead, I'ma record and record,
As long as Mack and Stan provided me with some noise.
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[M-Child]
I be rapping from the hard, that's where my sh** be bumping,
That's why n***as be thumping, n***as and women jumping.
Yelling my name, telling your friends that you know me,
Talking behind my back, but respect you better show me.
No bullsh**, I got issues to discuss,
Intelligent n***a, but got a lot of bad luck.
A lot of pain, making a n***a yell, "f** it."
Situation gone bad, and most of you haters love it.
On top of my game, learning how the game goes,
Start small-time, but like gra**, watch, I'll grow.
A very busy man, n***as don't understand,
I don't f** up like I used to because I got plans.
Subway n***a working, I'm dropping track after track,
Mind hurting, from writing rhymes, n***a, back to back.
But it's gon' pay off, a patient n***a deserve it,
When it come my time to splurge it, my n***a, I won't be nervous.
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[M-Child]
Satisfaction is guaranteed, if you pick up my CD,
Beat you and the thug, produced by Scan and Mack MC.
Never can we be stopped in this rap industry,
I got it locked, never will it slip from under me.
Dedicated to rap, sh**, working all night,
It was love at first sight, when I saw my first mic.
But anyway, I'm on a level pa** man,
Saw rappers looking goofy with they fingers in they a**.
Some n***as talking sh**, but we taking 'em out like trash,
Ma** destruction, negotiation to a blast,
We workin', n***a, we got our sh** together, n***a,
And we gon' celebrate when it's over, off-top, n***a.
A job well done, taking a toast to music,
A shout-out to God, real music; forever use it.
Sickily biz, don't f** around, never jive,
Be in the studio working way more than nine to five.
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