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GP Wu - Don't Go Against the Grain lyrics
How many MCs must we put in pain? [Pop The Brown Hornet] I had a dream that I was in an MC war Kinda different than any other dream I had before MCs packin rhymes like jiggys be packin nines They said a verse and it was like I could read they fuckin minds I threw a metaphor, this player gave me an encore They asked him what you go and fuck with Pop for You read his diary, heard he's won every rivalry If you ask me I feel you owe him an apology An old school cat who got knowledge under his cap So don't approach me with that bullshit black Because I been there, did that, bust shots and sold crack Been shot at but I been put here to rap So no matter what you do and say my style been put here to stay Just like the sun sees the next day Manditory that you hear my story To all them thugs who thought I wouldn't make it, you ain't got nuthin for me You couldn't clean the shit off my shoes That I stepped in when I was out there payin my dues You's a blown fuse, bad news Good for nothin like tattoos and saggy boobs June Luva drop the jewels on em Warn em, go get em [June Luva] Yo let's go to war, and my objective is to score Collectin mad points as my opponents hit the floor You better come the best way you know how nigga Gun play, that's the way it goes down nigga I know you know the rules of New York Bullshit walk, so kill all that bloodclot talk We hawk, I stalk the streets with the Ginsu Anybody move, cop killer to your tissue Hits you, put you where the good lord split you Whoever that be doubtin my steez nigga please I been through more shit than toilet bowl flushes Ran through more clicks than NFL rushers Plus this be the best connect that you've he |
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