Ah keep on, chcka chcka chcka (Repeat 6x)
  
   Mo'fucker move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack
   Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack grooves
   Rap I deliver for the hungry and underprivileged
   Something different from these hollow and grunting niggas
   This is business strictly, step to my business is risky
   'Specially when you as bitch as Missy
   Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the game
   With a four-pounded brainstorm
   To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game
   Used to breakdance, it's a shame
   What money do to a nigga brain
   If he lose his soul what did a nigga gain?
  
   "Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it"
   "C O double M O to the N" (cut and scratched 4x)
  
   My train of thought is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off
   Trying to get his work off to customers
   I rap with a chip on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas
   See shirts that say "We gotta get over"
   That juggy shit is over, the war is on
   I on;y want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a culture
   Focused like Gordon Parks when it's sorta dark
   For niggas that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark
   Performing warming arts with some shit for the heart
   Don't fuck with radio, ignoring the charts
   I could give a FUCK what you made in a year, nigga, you wack
   A soft nigga on a hard track, in this new rap
   Generation I "X" cats like a Muslim
   He fell off cause I pushed him
   Let his Bently and his weak crew be his cushion
   I catch him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him
  
   "Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it"
   "C O double M O to the N" (cut and scratched 4x)
  
   You wasn't saying you was a thug before Pac came
   Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like Kane
   Then Snoop released and it became a G thang
   Claim sets, your city ain't got gangs
   Niggas hate you, they ain't paying you no attention
   In a circle of faggots, your name is mentioned
   With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man that's good
   >From a nigga that was raised or just lived in the hood
   >From what a nigga says to what's understood
   Keep my shit tight like them boys in "The Wood"
   Dick is always hard like the "Boyz in the Hood"
   Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi
   At the crib some cats give me the cold eye
   I'm a bitch slap the next one
   Let him know the world is my section for taking
   You got to reduce aggression
  
   "Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it"
   "C O double M O to the N" (cut and scratched 4x)