DJ Crazy Toones - The Autobiography lyrics

[CT] It's about that time n***a [WC] For what? [CT] Redo this motherf**er look I found it n***a [WC] Ahh hell naw n***a! [CT] Sheyitt Now here we go, y'all gotta play this Due to you b**h-a** n***as I'mma maze this Rearranged funk and refreak the track The Godfather of Underground Rap is back Banged out the game as I ride with the Benji's f** off the hook, n***a I'm off the f**in hinges No gimmicks, just a crew of driveby shooters Coupe de Ville swoopers, looters and Stax loopers I started off way back sick with a mentality Wicked got down kickin it with the Syndicate Just a lil' n***a seein ways to get paid Levi cordueroy saggin with french braids No overnight success, no tinted windows No limos, just a hungry n***a doin demos The year eighty-eight, the group was Low Pro When n***as used to swerve on Lincoln's and Vogues Loc these n***as ain't knowin about payin no dues, the sh** I done been through Gone through, put through, was bruised too so it's time to school these foes Looka there, as I walk the rugged road of the path I gets flashbacks, and thrash mash, enemies in my path Hustler turn your page to nineteen eighty-nine When a young n***a first signed the dotted line, I was Bang bang, boogie with the music Took the old funk track, and relooped it Dropped "Payin Dues" for a small amount of cheddar The name of the LP was "We In This Together" *beeper sounds repeatedly* [CT] Awww sh**, what the f** why you sto [WC] Man this motherf**in pager keep goin off Look I'm tired of these b**hes! [CT] Youse a cold n***a! *DJ scratches* "Noooo sh**!"