Dues and Don'ts

Uh huh That's right, be yourself, yo That's right Ya got to be yourself, yo That's right And do your own thing Yo, do your own thing Yo, I slings from the waist with mines, but I don't waste time Once again here to set the new trend Whatever the plan, we shakes in all style Better check the file, don't change the dial You locked in, nigga, we raisin' the stock ten Better tell your friends, where it all begins Point blank, niggas ain't nothin' but low rank The cap-tain lookin at rippin' the ass clean The vaccine ain't nothin' but pure medi-cine The sure shot niggas should keep they door locked Ain't no block hotter than your's? Make sure While brothers is waterin' down rhymes stay pure One-hundred percent organic, goddammit Be doin' my thing until I'm yanked off the planet Hard like granite, your stones are zercon(ia) Costume, fillin' your lungs with gas fumes Chorus(x2) Yo, don't change yo' shit because you heard my shit Get back in the lab and try to reword shit I show you the hands, you get yo' vision blurred wit' It's Rasco here to enhance the cash flow (Second time through minus 'Yo') (Get it off your chest then) I got things on my mind, react and rhyme at the same time Never comin' close to mine, my stratosphere speaks loud and clear The same shit as last year Why do niggas change they style and then flip? Get a couple fans, some grands, and then slip Don't you understand you should stand for yourself To make sure your records don't stand on the shelf? Never make songs to please these emcees And next time, nigga, I'm charging you five g's Four hundred degrees, ice cold deep freeze And emcees be thinkin' they the fuckin' Bee Gees Sometimes you have to lead a feign to the fame To make sure you still stick around in the game Sit home and train, circulatin' through the veins You outta your brain, you know the goddam name The same cat that brought you back to the times When niggas was true and did it all for the rhymes Now it's all changed, these cats think short range Forgettin' the art, they do it all for the chart But is he really smart for doin' the same shit That one thousand other motherfuckers came wit'? I don't think so, I got coins to invest While you clowns are still tryin' to win a contest Chorus(x2) (Last, but not least) Don't use the underground For tryin' to shield you and that wackass sound I'll still be around, watchin' niggas freestyle I came back, I know I've been gone for a while I may not be the best, what I be tryin' to stress Is how I can make a lot more doin' less Peace to the West, I just earned a piece I told y'all you shouldn't let the dog of the leash Don't bite, especially when you know it ain't right And don't drop your songs when you know it ain't tight I shines the light, do the best that you can You always should have a whole different sideplan My thoughts adjust to a different mind frame Be exact, no time for the little mind games I keeps my feet firmly planted in the street To get y'all wit' nothin' but the bonifide heat Chorus(x2)