Crooked I (KXNG Crooked)

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"Renegade '04"

"Renegade '04"


Uhh
This for my niggaz
Sometimes I wonder if niggaz still love this rap shit, man
Or y'all motherfuckers only like beats and hooks
It's all good I Ain't mad
I just... nigga
Yeah
This for my niggaz tho
My real ass niggaz
Real nigga music
Hold on
Sometimes I wonder to myself why I'm so vicious and hostile
With a love for gangsta shit thats deep as christians with gospel
And I'm thuggin with a clique of apostles
Artistically I'ma stay sick as Picasso
'Til the niggaz are fossil, 'til the niggaz are artifact
Any cardiac procedures for me
do it in the ghetto cause that's where my heart is at
So if I ever had a heart attack
You shock treatment on the street to bring this artist back
We clear? I feel like this is my autobiography
Make each rhyme freeze time like the art of photography
I can't explain how growing up in poverty bothered me
Gangbangers fathered me, taught me the science of robbery
So I was cockin pistols, when Kris dropped "My Philosophy"
Dropped outta school with an IQ higher than Socrates
Who knew, beein a hoodlum was my outcome
In the 60's, Could've been a muslim named Malcolm
How come, everybody in america's mouth run
Talking about us bad, when you made us pull out guns
Gave my people crack, counter attack that with the RICO act
That's why them penitentiary's be so packed
but if you peep through the key whole black
you see those crackers sittin on the kilo stack
I ain't racist I just wonder where our heroes at
We roll strapped, please know that, we load gats
Send three shots through your moschino hat
Sip some 'Gnac, lean on back, this is gangsta
Movin through the hood in a McLaren FL
Wearin a vest and a gun, bangin KRS-One
just when y'all niggaz thought the terror era was done
a nigga scared to speak, I never was one
So fuck Bill O'Reilly tryin to block my door
You just a racist like half of these L.A. cops I know
I keep a glock ready to lock n load
I steel your soul like elvis stole rock n roll
I'm so political, then again I'm so gangsta that it's pitiful
I squeeze with ease when y'all find it difficult
[x2:]
Crooked is a renegade, I never been afraid
Double r slugs, how many scars can it penetrate
Miggaz wanna lock me in a box, put me in a cage
Cause I speak the real shit whenever I'm center stage
 
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"Respect Your OG's"

"Respect Your OG's"


[Intro:]
Mmm hmm [clears throat]
Yea
Ay Jim Gittum
We need some of that old school gangsta shit from the westside
Yea... all you niggaz out there who love all the westcoast gangsta shit
this the history class
All you new niggaz out there, pay attention
Respect your OG's
My nigga Ice-T set it off with "6'n the Mornin'"
Rhyme paid the O.G. a rich californian
Made a nigga proud of the city I was born in
Gangbang capital you die without warnin
Bangin that C.I.A. Cube's recordings
Before when Eazy hit with the jheri curl and Jordans
Fat girl on my jock I was important
The 80's crack sendin niggaz to see the warden
Thunderbird and cool-aid straight liquor abuse
Cortez Nike's with the alligator swoosh
12 years old in the back of a six-deuce
craigers and dimes but of course it's on juice
So we lift the caboose, never went back to school
We bangin King T's "Act a Fool"
First pair of house shoes on the album cover
like my cousin from Brooklyn used to say word to mother
It's these California streets that made me a young g
I was on Low Profiles ridin with Dub-C
In a MAAD Circle all of the homies would puff weed
they cross coors pendeltons rockin them Chuck T's
If it ain't rough it ain't got the right feelin
Ruthless Villian like Ren niggaz chillin
In a world when pyramid D.O.C. was spillin the raw
ready and willin the law
They wasn't feelin that "Fuck the Police" shit well stall me out
or you be "One Less Bitch" I gotta worry about
A nigga "Always Into Somethin" man never been a fruitcake
Ever since doctor gave my momma by due date
"Straight Checkin 'Em" before a nigga even knew Eiht
Compton's Most Wanted dropped the 5 mic blue tape
I had "Music to Drive By" in my speakers
Fresh from my golf hat to my lotto sneakers
Plus pops never gave me shit but his features
So OG's and these MC's were my teachers
Too $hort taught me how to talk to a slut
Like, "Can I ask you a question you like to fuck?"
Got my duck sick which meant my dick sucked
A young nigga born to mack after a quick buck
Pistols stay tucked nobody could disarm me
You and what Uncle Jam's Army could harm me
I Lynch Mobs and my "Freedom Got an AK" you dickwad
Hit a nigga with the tre eight forget squabs
You know we love to draw
Now I got a murder rap like Above the Law
Just another execution and busters soft
The we lowridin niggaz gotta hug the 'Shaw
Yea floss without a dentist
we all got a little CPO in us this is the "Ballad of a Menace"
Playin in my boombox I'm walkin down Venice, Beach
IV Life the Mack 10 is in his reach
Wait, "L.A Zoo," DJ Pooh
DJ Quik if you don't have a DJ Clue
Let me tell you we got DJ's too
The Imperial, Sir Jinx, Battlecat, DJ Who
The o.g. damn we def
Young niggaz transformin like JAZZY JEFF
I scratch you out when the fight comes
Me and my Sick Wid' It Click, we like Spice 1
We keep a nice gun and my knife will slice your right lung
when your reachin for the shine it blind your eyes like the bright sun
Thats sets in Cali gang of war bangers
if they set up in the alley get wet up in death valley
Its 2 times, worse than True Crime
Menace II Society, and Colors was 2 kind
Bullets wipe away your Good Times like JJ's dad
have you mumblin like JJ Fad
Samallamma Dumallama when the AK mad
The gauge go "Rodney O and Joe Cooley" same base they had
Nigga sawed-off shotgun, hand on the pump
"How I Can Just Kill a Man" playin when I dump
This is for "La Raza," black Kid Frost
Better stay Mellow Man when you talkin to a boss
C.O.B., LBC same place Snoop was introduced to Dre
By a nigga named Warren G
without that piece of history I wonder where the Beach would be
And I still gotta give it up to you know who
We'll talk about him on part 2
Yea I still gotta give it up to you know who
We'll talk about him on part 2
...PAC
[Outro:]
Walk with me walk with me
yea walk with me walk with me teach you bout your OG's [x3]
 
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"Revolution Come"
(feat. Jai)

"Revolution Come"
(feat. Jai)



[Jai:]
Jason Harrison
Eric Garner
John Crawford III
Kajieme Powell
Tamir Rice
Jeremy Reeve
Charlie K'nang
Phillip White
Walter Scott
Freddie Gray
Sandra Bland
Samuel DeVos

[KXNG Crooked:]
When the revolution come
What side will you be on
When the revolution come
What side will you be on
I'm on that wave, I'm on that wave
I'm on that wave, I'm on that wave
I'm on that wave, I'm on that wave
I'm on that wave, I'm on that wave
When the revolution come

A cop told me for a nigga like you
Nothing better than a jail
Then it made sense
Cause his idea of heaven is my hell
And fuck a politician
Cause the devil is the president as well
That's when these bars start marching through my dreams
Like Martin Luther King writing letters from his cell
Welcome to the belly of the beast
Welcome to the gutter
Where peanut butter jelly is a feast
And all we ever had was eachother
I told you Machavelli was a priest
He told me keep my head up
I listened to his sermons everyday
I meditate on everything he preach
So when I get fed up
It'll send a nigga into peace
Til you bury me a G up in the streets
Let me continue
Let me just talk to the rebel within you
If the government pay for every inmate
And the judge own a stake in the penitentiary
Where the hell he gon' send you
Guilty or not, I just wanna build me a spot
Far from the drama for my family and my mamma
If I stay here Imma kill me a cop

When the revolution come
What side will you be on
When the revolution come
What side will you be on
I'm on that wave, I'm on that wave
I'm on that wave, I'm on that wave
I'm on that wave, I'm on that wave
I'm on that wave, I'm on that wave
When the revolution come

[Jai:]
Rambunctious reckless rebels reverse and revenge
Reminded revelations recycle to reveal a tragic end
Erase empathy
Emotionless energy enslaved
Entitled envious enemies ready to engage
Vigilant violence and furnace filled volumes
Vaccinated visionaries fuck with your visions at various volumes
Offend the offenders, oppressors and objectors
Open minds, outsource, outstand, outshine, outlast
They're outlandish at first
Lingering lobbyists listing logistics
Levitating laws, limiting living
Laugh long, lough loud
Lucifer is listening
Unaware, undecided, unwavering, united

When the revolution comes

[KXNG Crooked:]
They let you get a little money
Now you can afford to buy new shit
Then you turned on us
That's how the empire do shit
Gave you a little coin
Now you selling your soul 'cause you ain't wanna lose it
When they tired of your ass
They gon' take that fake upper class pass
And show you where the noose is
Haha know I'm loving it
Another traitor double-crossed by the government
The original reptile
You a stepchild, you could never be one of them
Psych
Another bites the dust
That's the price of trust
It cost you twice as much
Now who gon' ride the bus to come fight with us

When the revolution come
What side will you be on
When the revolution come
What side will you be on
I'm on that wave, I'm on that wave
I'm on that wave, I'm on that wave
I'm on that wave, I'm on that wave
I'm on that wave, I'm on that wave
When the revolution come
 
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"Revolutionary Funk"
(with P Funk Pavarotti)

"Revolutionary Funk"
(with P Funk Pavarotti)



[KXNG Crooked:]
Bruh
Space gun tucked by my hip bone
How you think I lasted this long?
I removed a track that they planted in back of my neck
So my chip's gone
They can't find me in the kill zone
Tell the haters Imma go hard
When the snake's in the grass then Imma mow yards
Dig my cleats in the grass then Imma get more yards
Dealing black jack to hookers, I'm pulling hoe cards
(I can dig it!)
Let my people go, I'm on a chosen path
Turn my stick to a cobra, like it was Moses' staff
Then I organize the lower class, the upper class didn't know the half
Too busy worshipping the golden calf
Praying to the ancient pagan Ronald Reagan
Just like you Trumpians who used to wonder could Donald save them
Nothing can save you 'cause we coming in bunches
We our own government, a thug in republic
(Now that's funky, baby!)
And fuck a sucker if he ain't rock it
There's only two ways to reverse the brain washing
Either unlearn everything that you read
Or get a bullet in your head
Everybody get the same option
Revolutionary funk, though
They taking up a census at my front door
He want a head count, let him count these head shots
Looking like the chicken pox, face full of red dots

(Nah niggas, we ain't gon' mess around
We deeper than your dick in it)

[P Funk Pavarotti:]
Travellin' at speeds unknown
The funk is invincible
The funk is revolutionary
And the revolution will not be live streamed

[KXNG Crooked:]
We mastered the art of space travel
Galloping on a different horse with the same saddle
You say "Space travel, that'll change your brain's channel
We didn't greet new species with peace, we ain't animals"
(I can dig it!)
Same mammals we was before we left Earth
Your character just ain't important-it's your net worth
(I can dig it!)
Feeling left out, poor people stressing
Smoking genetically-modified weed 'til they chest hurt
Toxic poison in your tap water
Drink a glass, you can charge the government with manslaughter
Still we dance harder, still we sing louder
'Cause we won't allow the machines to extract our dreams out us
'Cause the dreams is our inspiration
When we feeling like it's just us against the nation
 
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"Robocop Went Pop"

"Robocop Went Pop"


Rights? Nigga you ain't got no rights
Them robots are coming here right now to take you to the penitentiary plantation, and enslave you for the rest of your fucking life
So while you're dancing to this dumbed down corporation shit, we're getting active

Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Load another clip
We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Load another clip
We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig

I was told to be a real nigga's to be a dead nigga
At the tree of knowledge eating forbidden fruit they gon' behead niggas
But my OG said I shouldn't hang around a bunch of scared niggas (fuck no!)
And ever since J. Edgar put a hit on the king, fuck the feds, nigga
Yeah nigga I love the second amendment I love the second amendment
Got a G26 with extended clips
Got a 1911 that's a Smith & Wesson
But I love revolvers, yeah them the shits
And I'm bringing 'em out to play with me on any given day
So motherfuck the police chief and anything he say
Dem'e bring the K Kenny bring the semi I'ma bring the detonators
We about to go Timothy McVay

Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Load another clip
We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Load another clip
We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig

I was told to be a real nigga's to be a dead nigga
If you prove the pencil's mightier than a sword, they give you lead, nigga (and just write you off)
I was also told you got to sell your soul to be a bread winner (look at these soft niggas)
If you stop my money them I'ma load my Glock, with them headspinners (pop pop pop pop)
I'ma blow your mind, 'cause I'm putting in work and doing overtime
If a cop pull me over when I'm on the grind
They robots for real, they programmed to kill, exterminate and terminate and leave 'em froze in time 'cause
Justice don't exist it's a unicorn
Even had a body camera on his uniform
Another murder recorded another cop rewarded
Judge won't do his job? We gon' do it for him!

Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Load another clip
We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Load another clip
We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig

They don''t shoot to disarm, they shoot to kill
They don't shoot to injure, they shoot to kill
No warning shots
Who are you to be warned? They shoot to kill
Fuck the police man, government robots, programmed to kill niggas on sight
You know what, all those who fight oppressed incur no guilt, The Holy Quran
A time to love, a time to hate, a time for war, The Holy Bible, Amen
 
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"Roll Call 2"
(feat. Bad Lucc, Coniyac, Locksmith & Mykestro)

"Roll Call 2"
(feat. Bad Lucc, Coniyac, Locksmith & Mykestro)


[Verse:]
I resemble my people told me get in there
So after turning pro, you bitch thinking it's skin care
It's been a long time coming so don't push me
My mama say you can be anything in this world except pussy
Bad luck, this is you meeting the writer
You're lame and that won't change Nick Cannon meeting Mariah
I've been killing shit since Dexter was pulling wings of the butterflies
And working at church is burning my brother fried, nobody
The coop God a cold vile of schizophrenic
Don't panic, it's cool and my brain is crowded
Fighting my demons with bras knuckles and face paint
A roof will get you to count a pussy to ace pink
They say I'm sick and deranged but know I'm from the hood
The evil easties are watch brand, it's understood
It's not a lane in our rapping, till I'm in dirt
If the police come in stripping
The weapons came with the shirt
Yeah, know we at, gotta get the mind off
Only soft when in came forth and still lying see it rot
This obstacle is deadly as Jigsaw
Knuckle money like getting jaws for a rich cause
Talking XO, means exposure with the 50th
When chosen clip blow them with the mortar I'm the stiff
I can divide and conquer, leave course in the split
And I don't mean benz when I'm foreign out the whip
Yo we call it in collision when the foreign's out the hit
Assumption got his never minds pointing out on bricks
Smugs, the worst riot face when I'm pump
She want no reminiscence I got new songs for Ginni Young
Voice cut won't protect space in your necklace
Acting 2 face, I'll get soon 'til they set with me
Yeah, a fatal chest blow out of nowhere
Heard bars lungs forgot air was s'posed to go there

[Verse:]
I'm the definition of defamation
The depth of my deposition is deafening
Hit the deck when I deck the bitch
In the depths in your desperate mission
You ex musicians, stick my X to reland
In your ex's lips like an xtravision
The excellent exhibition of eloquence
Executive, a threat to y'all, my region lacks relevance
But that' irrelevant, residence has to presidence
Press against my lane and I will aim it at you head and chin
But you not a gun clapper, you a fun rapper
Some factor out what it's happening from with some capture
If crooked paved the way then I'm the one after
I'm every ghost rider for dr Dre and one rapper
Paying homage, I vomit on tracks repeatedly
Set the stage on rage and make it look Eazy-E
That way from my space to a new premises
If this the wrong call, then call me the new genesis

[Verse:]
Ah, LA leakers
Another monumental montage
Like a Molotov luxury
Often monolog in this storm is
The art in me brought frauds apart
I brought gin on my saw shit
On to go yard against y'all bitch
Will party flow below part
Than my arsenium arsenic, y'know I'm more awesome
With the narcissistic,
Bars a nigga me in walls been this marvelous
Nobody visited us in, it's amenes, outside of Dominicks
I'm wowed, this outlined incompetence
I've down sized been down when I out line the apocalypse
I got now, I'm back out rhyming the proxemics
Poppin' them with the bottles out, after I wanted to cancel it
Instead in the club, and my capella should drop an acapela
Enough to knock a fella, pockets and pasta paid from above
When I drop the penance draft, it's not no Letterman love
We hittin veteran 'tl they stop the negligence 'cause

[Verse:]
Warrup dawg, this the king, kiss the ring
I'm dropping the guillotine so quick you forget to scream
While you twitching I'm sipping lean
Stronger than the mix between
Listerine and Mr. Green, 'til I tap out like pamperine
10 more rings, we strap like that to the finiteen
That's for intervene when it's any scream
Listen to me, I'm lighting up squares like smoking nicotine
Lighting up squares like a video scene from billie jean
Listen to me, fuck with the cops hollows will ring up
See all of us inked up, follow us,
We got bottles and models and pink chucks
They callin' us king tut, when they swallow us
And all of these means what,
Means my bank account swallow the bricks drop
And it means I walk with a mean struck,
With the glock in the jeans tucked
G's up,

[Verse:]
Hotter then lava
Since I got with the swatters I'm hot as a top
And as bad as the choppas will pop you
Stop you drop you, spin and top you
Hammers on deck like we repairing the sail boat
Hammers on deck like it was family Borel's boat
There are crack bars, I call them sell dope
C E L L, 'cause that was a jail quote
Coniyac, Mykestro, Bad Lucc and Locksmith
You could tell it's west coast when you smell smoke.
 
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"Run"

"Run"


Yeah, let's bring it over here to the LAPD man
Uh Oh,
Whenever 5-0 hit, my mind's speakin' on some survival shit
I'm an Outlaw, 5-0 is who I'm rivals with
So I'm out y'all, like they quit
Quicker than a slug that a rifle spit
A thug quicker than Michael bit
Run, Gestapo's comin' up fast so I gotta dash
We hood stars and they never wanted a autograph
One of the homies didn't run and they shot his ass
He paralyzed now and can't move his bottom half
Standin' still is the silly plan
Even if I gotta snatch a innocent bitch right out of her mini van
I knock you off in [?] and wouldn't give a damn
They respondin' with shots fire
I'm the trigger man
I run, I'm ditchin' out fools
They never [?]
Penitentiary time and Crooked I just don't miss
Plus my homies incarcerated told me to stay on the bricks
So I
[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone
Run! If you getting' chased with no shoes on
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like bird tons
Run! If you ain't do sh!t, you it
That next felony nigga, it's like three zip
So, Run! Hop fences, jump over benches!
When you see me comin' get the fuck out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns! Mothafucka...
Damn, these mothafuckas are on my ass man
I gotta make it back to mothafuckin' Long Beach Boulevard, fuck
 
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"Run '04"
(feat. Ghostface Killah)

"Run '04"
(feat. Ghostface Killah)



Yeah, let's bring it over here to the LAPD man
Uh Oh
Whenever 5-0 hit, my mind's speakin' on some survival shit
I'm an Outlaw, 5-0 is who I'm rivals with
So I'm out y'all, like they quit
Quicker than a slug that a rifle spit
A thug quicker than Michael bit
Run, Gestapo's comin' up fast so I gotta dash
We hood stars and they never wanted a autograph
One of the homies didn't run and they shot his ass
He paralyzed now and can't move his bottom half
Standin' still is the silly plan
Even if I gotta snatch a innocent bitch right out of her mini van
I knock you off in [?] and wouldn't give a damn
They respondin' with shots fire
I'm the trigger man
I run, I'm ditchin' out fools
They never [?]
Penitentiary time and Crooked I just don't miss
Plus my homies incarcerated told me to stay on the bricks
So I

[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone
Run! If you getting' chased with no shoes on
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like bird tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony nigga, it's like three zip
So, Run! Hop fences, jump over benches!
When you see me comin' get the fuck out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns! Motherfucker...

Damn, these motherfuckers are on my ass man
I gotta make it back to motherfuckin' Long Beach Boulevard, fuck
 
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"Sauce Got Rules (Interlude)"

"Sauce Got Rules (Interlude)"


[Sauce Tha Boss:]
Get high. Damn, baby girl. Check it out! What you rollin' up over there? Put that boo-boo away. Let me tell you about this kush. You know, I call it that dope. I only smoke indica. No sativa. You know the difference. Well, we gon' get into that a little bit later. Ay, don't you never roll me up no little bitty blunt smaller than 1.7 grams. Go and light that up, then smoke that dough
 
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"Scratch"

"Scratch"


All praises due
God is good, am I right? Yeah
We gettin' to that scratch though

If I'm in my ragtop I'ma drop it for the culture
If lil mama bad she gon' drop it for the culture
If you need you some game I can drop it for the culture
If Slaughterhouse ain't coming out, drop it for the culture

Pocket full of paper my niggas we got scratch
Pocket full of paper my niggas we got
Pocket full of paper my niggas we got scratch
Mix Master, Jam Master, Grandmaster Funkmaster (flex on these haters)

This is for my factors in the streets
This the boss gospel time to practice what we preach
Feeling like a DJ 'cause the scratch is in my reach
Keep a bad coming 'cause I'm active on these beats
Smoking on a black Jamison was in my bottle
I was in the hood just trying to flip a Monte Carlo
Now that KXNG is on I'm bringing everybody I know
Loyalty is royalty the motherfucking motto
I don't have a single second for haters that's on my Granny
Put that on her grave it's the paper before the panties
Man we went from section 8 to eight sections up in the Grammy's
But I'm only here for fun man them fuckers don't understand me
Still I gotta keep a bad Cleopatra up in the Cadillac
Thirty on the rollie three? just like a battle rap
Gotta keep these phony dick riders out of my habitat
Out here trying to ride the next wave like where the saddle at?

If I'm in my ragtop I'ma drop it for the culture
If lil mama bad she gon' drop it for the culture
If you need you some game I can drop it for the culture
If Slaughterhouse ain't coming out, drop it for the culture

Pocket full of paper my niggas we got scratch
Pocket full of paper my niggas we got
Pocket full of paper my niggas we got scratch
Mix Master, Jam Master, Grandmaster Funkmaster (flex on these haters)

C.O.B. 'till I die
This is C.O.B. Ssutt Ssutt two times
Told the whole team we'd make it in due time
Shouts to Uncle Luke 'cause my crew is too live
I don't give a fuck, it's C.O.B. 'till I die
C.O.B. 'till I die
This is C.O.B. Ssutt Ssutt two times
Told the whole team we'd make it in due time
Shouts to Uncle Luke 'cause my crew is too live

Rap game is ours, we only here for the jux
You rap niggas whack, we only here for your hooks
You strippers might be smart, we only here for your looks
They love a bad boy, they only here for the crooks
I'ma put her under the wing 'till baby is living comfortably
First let's start a company then you can think of fuckin' me
Tired of them tired ass niggas that's when they run to me
Easy as stealing candy from a baby I call that sucker free

If I'm in my ragtop I'ma drop it for the culture
If lil mama bad she gon' drop it for the culture
If you need you some game I can drop it for the culture
If Slaughterhouse ain't coming out, drop it for the culture

Pocket full of paper my niggas we got scratch
Pocket full of paper my niggas we got
Pocket full of paper my niggas we got scratch
Mix Master, Jam Master, Grandmaster Funkmaster (flex on these haters)
 
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