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[Hook: Crooked I] All I know, is for sure Hip-hop ain't dead Yeah that's what I said It lives through me [Verse: Crooked I] Growing up as a kid, what did hip-hop mean? Mama bought me a boombox before I was a teen But unfortunately she had a welfare salary So they cut off our electric, and I ran out of batteries Aw naw, no music; I'm ready to brawl Freestyling in the dark, words bouncing off the wall I used to hate that shit, growing up poor But now I realize it made my rhymes hotter than yours Waiting on the day that my metaphors would open better doors Battling for cheddar shitting on competitors Pistol ready for whatever wars My .22 stayed open just like the legs of eleven whores The Cali mentality, ruthless in behavior This is why I'm hot: nigga music is my savior In the booth, yeah the truth is in my flavor In the coupe, yeah the roof is in the air How you gon' tell me that this kid's not crazy? Made seven songs a day and it did not faze me Don't make me change the shit to hip-hop daily Record so much you wondering if 'Pac raised me I'm just not lazy, am I a genius? Did Prince rock Paisley? I did my Jay-Z -- Rendition, no pencil, no paper Never heard a pin drop baby, tip-top shape G Flow been on morphine; sick since fourteen Watching rappers belly-flop minus the chlorine I'm snoring; the game is boring Like I got a scoring -- title and four rings Plus a scorching jump shot that torch teams And I'm forcing myself to play with you poor things I've foreseen it all before it happened A lot of niggas go platinum, they 'yes man' start clapping For they captain, right after them niggas finish rapping But everything they was rapping was wack that's what's happening That's why a lot of mainstream niggas stink Between hip-hop and gangsta rap I'm the missing link The streets hit me with everything but the kitchen sink When my enemies was coming to get me I didn't blink If there's any rapper that should be your favorite, it's me! I got my own category: Gangsta Emcee! I manipulate break beats thanks to MPs And I still break a bitch like my name was Pimp C Pimp C, Pimp C, like my name was Pimp C Still break a bitch like my name was Bun B! [Hook] (2x)
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