Kunci: A minor•
Verse 1
talk about this rap shit
Niggas want to talk about
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this money
About these cars, these homes
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These la bels, clothes,
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sneakers, big money shit
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Now everybody tryin' to get rich
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Now get rich niggas, fuck it
Verse 2
be them crackheads
When they speak, you see missin' teeth,
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silver chain with a silver piece
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Niggas your grandfather's age,
they pants still hangin' down they legs
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Talkin' about they ain't paid
Verse 3
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And they hate you, 'cause they
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say, you ain't pay dues
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And was stealin' and robbin' them
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I feel it's a problem we gotta resolve
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Hip- hop been dead,
Verse 4
Am
Wasn't Sylvia's fault or because
MC's skills are lost
It's 'cause we can't see
Am
Deep- rooted through slavery,
self- hatred
The Jewish stick together,
Verse 5
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We on some low level shit
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We don't want niggas to ever win,
Em
see, everybody got a label
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Everybody's a rapper but few flow fatal
Verse 6
it all started from two turntables
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When they crown you and
you rise up to your position
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When they Knight you then you go to fight,
go to war, don't petition
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Carry on tradition, carry on tradition
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carry on tra dition
then carry on tradition
Verse 7
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Now some of these new rappers got
their caps flipped backwards
Wit their fingers intertwined
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in some gang- sign madness
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I got an exam, let's see if y'all pass it
Let's see who can quote a Daddy
Verse 8
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Some of you new rappers,
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I don't understand your code
You have your man shoot you, like in that
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Sop ranos episode
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Do anythin' to get in the game,
Against bosses,
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hungry fucks are moraless
Verse 9
Am
You should be tossed in a pit full of unfortunate
vocalists
Niggas, I coulda wrote your shit
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I had off- time, was bored wit this,
I coulda made my double- LP
Just by samplin' different
Verse 10
F
G
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Still came five on the charts
with zero audience
Am
The lane was open and y'all was
Em
droppin' that garbage shit
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Y'all got awards for your bricks,
You started tellin' them bigger dogs
Am
to call it quits? What?
Verse 11
Am
When they crown you and you rise up
to your position
Am
When they Knight you then you go to fight,
go to war, don't petition
G
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G
Carry on tradition, carry on tradition
Am
Em
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carry on tra dition
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G
When you rep what we rep
then carry on tradition
Verse 12
Am
Now niggas got the studio poppin',
it's mad clearer
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Engineers got his earplugs and still hear us
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The live- in- the- park sound,
versus the studio state of art sound
Verse 13
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From British Walkers and Argyles
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Look at us rap stars now,
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wit our black cars now
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Fortune 500 listed, brunches,
Cipriani's
Sippin', blunted,
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with rich white guys around me
Verse 14
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Thick white girls around me, Chinese
lined up
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Because I'm what, every dime lust
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We used to be a ghetto secret,
can't make my mind up
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If I want that or the whole world to peep it
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Now carry on tradition Fuck a bum
Verse 15
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wack rapper makin' his
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career out of dissin'
Em
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Peace to the strugglin' artists and dead one's gone,
Verse 16
I promise I carry on tradition
Am
When they crown you and
you rise up to your position
Am
When they Knight you then you go to fight,
go to war, don't petition
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G
Carry on tradition, carry on tradition
Am
Em
F
carry on tra dition
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When you rep what we rep then carry on
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