Guilty Simpson - Do Your Thing lyrics

[Intro] [Guilty Simpson speaking] Yeah, this ain't no overnight sh** right here homie Been doin' this sh** for years man. Been doin' my motherf**in' thing I ain't gonna stop neither. Gotta get it for real Revolution know what time it is. Watch me do my thing [Verse One] [Guilty Simpson] Yo I'm from the inner city Where you gotta hustle to eat And your peers wanna k** you if you f** with police Young boys bustin' the heat Tuck you to sleep I twist one, f** with a freak and f** with a beat I came a long way Gun play, shoot outs Tore the whole block out, moved into a new house Moms stressed out and my broad got an attitude So I wrote a rap or two about what's on the avenue I admit the style was shoot 'em up But your crew got wild each time I cued it up And the broads got loose when I spit the game But I heard around town that clowns bit the name So I added Simpson to make it authentic A true hip hop sound, laced with raw lyrics Decades ahead of my time Battle with rhymes or battle with nines I can straddle the line [Scratch Hook] "Doin' my thing" "Hustle hard for cash" "On the mic" "In the streets" "Right back to the beats" C'mon and do your thing I had to do my thing Do your thing I'mma still do my thing Do your thing Watch me do my thing You had to do your thing Yeah, watch me do my thing I know Do it, do it Stop and think back, to the time you started [Verse Two] [Royce Da 5'9"] Rhymin' in the lunch room Tappin' on the table top Trapper Keeper full of rhymes, smackin' on a tatter tot Growin' and knowin' I'm the best, mid-west Left east coast, hot as fire from the Tec we tote We spoke, weed smoke, we came and we flame We sick, we spit, we sh**, but we broke We cope, we focused on seein' the D blow We know, good things come to those that keep hope Battle after battle with the futureless Future n***as I do to them what two gorillas do to food for livin' It's survivor when the mic alive People listenin' And when you battle with looney tune keep your distance Get in my face, get wasted, take six Like a director on the sixth take with a fake script Get rid of beef like steak tips Get curled like a weight lift Or Jheri your curl like a K clip But no, my guns never shootin' over he say, she say I'm the product of kept-the-peace way Whatever we spray, we k** Never loose it We'd rather start a Revolution like the DJ [Scratch Hook] "Doin' my thing" "Hustle hard for cash" "On the mic" "In the streets" "Right back to the beats" C'mon and do your thing I had to do my thing Do your thing I'mma still do my thing Do your thing Watch me do my thing You had to do your thing Yeah, watch me do my thing I know Do it, do it Stop and think back, to the time you started [Scratches] "Let me do my thang" - Fat Joe '1,2 Pa** It'