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Stic.Man of Dead Prez’s “Do It Big”

KaranjaNoumbaCrews

Vision, Imagination, and Purpose Mixtape

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Tekst piosenki
If you gone to do somethin-- do it big North, South, West Side, East Coast let's ride. X4 I want a house, I want some land so that my seat can grow/ Get my paper right and travel all around the globe/ Workin for myself black owned an independent/ Wake up in the morning give thanks and get to business/ You got to see what you want, like it was Right NOW Law of attraction- I'm rolling with the top down livin and healthy/ When I am 55 still lookin 30-- picture my six pack abs skin so purty/ Steamed out in the Jacuzzi/ Laid-back watchin movies/ Closets full of a AK's and oozies/ Personal trainer, gourmet chefs on retainers/ Green grass growing underneath the sprinklers/ The life of a boss tell me can you see the vision/ Against all odds, I'm going hard I'm on a mission/ To have my family sitting straight, livin in great, blowing big dank, smell me? Whole team gettin bank/ Lets Do it Big.... North, South, West Side, East Coast let's ride. X4 Living like a king. Spirit, mind, body balance/ Veggies on the grill. Farmland in the islands/ Sittin on big stacks and they steady pilin/ Studios with rock gardens and water fountains/ Hallways painted with murals of Malcolm/ A fleet of trucks to distribute our own albums/ Private flights to Habana or Brazil taking flicks by waterfalls hiking through the hills/ Can you picture the life of a boss? Whatever the cost family good and you got the cheddar to floss/ Spread bread in the hood through community campaigns/ Life ain't supposed to be hard let's do the damn thing/ To the fullest extent thinking like homey's You work hard, you play hard. Got a reward your focus/ Paper stretchin from one generation to the next/ Leaving a legacy of power and wealth and success/ North, South, West Side, East Coast let's ride. X4 Key in the ignition woodgrain grippin --------???-------????---- sippin Slippin never they got us fucked up. Mac ---???----??? you get bucked. Don't believe in luck we Catchin Yah's blessing everything free we all good nobody stressing. We got 40 acres and plus our 40 mules. Fuck Smith and Wesson we make in our own tools. Olympic size pool's building our own schools land for days mass producing our own food. We don't need you cu-cu we independent Black own self employed we finna get it North, South, West Side, East Coast let's ride. X4
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