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common sense - dooinit lyrics

ah keep on, chcka chcka chcka (repeat 6x)

mo’f-cker move back, i pursue rap at the pace of a new jack
miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack grooves
rap i deliver for the hungry and underprivileged
something different from these hollow and grunting n-gg-s
this is business strictly, step to my business is risky
‘specially when you as b-tch as missy
back to back lp’s that sound the same, i surround the game
with a four-pounded brainstorm
to make n-gg-s dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game
used to breakdance, it’s a shame
what money do to a n-gg- brain
if he lose his soul what did a n-gg- gain?

“doin’ it, doin’ it, i am doin’ it”
“c o double m o to the n” (cut and scratched 4x)

my train of thought is that of a hustler, or a n-gg- with his shirt off
trying to get his work off to customers
i rap with a chip on my shoulder, squeezing coronas
see shirts that say “we gotta get over”
that juggy sh-t is over, the war is on
i on;y want to be a soldier, i’m holding on, to a culture
focused like gordon parks when it’s sorta dark
for n-gg-s that’s flooded with ice, my thought’s the ark
performing warming arts with some sh-t for the heart
don’t f-ck with radio, ignoring the charts
i could give a f-ck what you made in a year, n-gg-, you wack
a soft n-gg- on a hard track, in this new rap
generation i “x” cats like a muslim
he fell off cause i pushed him
let his bently and his weak crew be his cushion
i catch him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him

“doin’ it, doin’ it, i am doin’ it”
“c o double m o to the n” (cut and scratched 4x)

you wasn’t saying you was a thug before pac came
ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like kane
then snoop released and it became a g thang
claim sets, your city ain’t got gangs
n-gg-s hate you, they ain’t paying you no attention
in a circle of f-ggots, your name is mentioned
with six degrees, i separate mc’s, from a business man that’s good
>from a n-gg- that was raised or just lived in the hood
>from what a n-gg- says to what’s understood
keep my sh-t tight like them boys in “the wood”
d-ck is always hard like the “boyz in the hood”
peace to dug inf, no i, sean lett, the whole chi
at the crib some cats give me the cold eye
i’m a b-tch slap the next one
let him know the world is my section for taking
you got to reduce aggression

“doin’ it, doin’ it, i am doin’ it”
“c o double m o to the n” (cut and scratched 4x)

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