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[Mowf's Grandfather] 
I've never had any uhh.. 
healthy degree of respect for  rappers 
because they was rappin the wrong kind of thing.. 
or that old bad language  foul language 
I never cared for that.. bad language 
I don't care if you make ten million dollars a day 
It ain't worth it 
What does it profit a man to gain the whole world 
and lose his soul? Nothing 
Rap about that 
[Danja Mowf] 
Yo  just a thought but I was wondering 
What if underground were to hit, would commercial be the shit? 
A universal role-reversal -- imagine that 
Where a cipher's too commercial and some corny rap is fat 
Would Hammer then get props, and did Ras Kass sell out? 
Your moms pumping Organized Konfusion through the house? 
St. Ide's was a soda and they legalized the blunts 
and everybody smoked em and the President had fronts 
Would niggaz sportin afros and dreads and the braids 
switch to jheri curls, and high-top fades? 
And rappin bout the streets wasn't cool 
The underground would pump non-violence, safe sex, stay in school 
So who? Be real, could you choose? (nah) 
When re-al-ity and commercial-ity both fuse? 
But I've got news check it out we're on the way (what?) 
to making this happen everyday, so I say 
Question: Do you have to be from the hood 
in order, to know, how to rap good? 
Question: Do you have to pack a Tec-9 
Serve jail time, to learn how to rhyme? 
Question: Do you you have to be a gang banger 
or drug slanger, to be a rap singer? 
Question: Do you have to be an alcoholic 
or a drug fiend, to make green on the rap scene? 
Check it out, I was chillin in my crib 
With my hand on the dial, bout to watch a video for a while 
Freestyle rules, yes indeed 
The song's about hustlers, smokin mad weed 
And how many gats you can tote in your coat 
And how quick you pull it, and discharge the bullet 
Are real O.G.'s, the real MC's? 
A brother out the pen with the pen writin sin 
Can you tell me then -- if you knows why the do's always close 
when I shows with my demos, suppose it's the clothes (nah) 
Shoulda choose those Timbo's 
or talked about some hoes in my flows (that's how it goes) 
Yo it's cool if you live that 
If I can't relate, are my rhymes less fat? 
Cause I'm not a hustler, a gangster, a player or a G 
I'm just an MC bein me, so I ask 
Question: Do you have to be from the hood 
in order, to know, how to rap good? 
Question: Do you have to pack a Tec-9 
Serve jail time, to learn how to rhyme? 
Question: Do you you have to be a gang banger 
or drug slanger, to be a rap singer? 
Question: Do you have to be an alcoholic 
or a drug fiend, to make green on the rap scene? 
I don't wanna sell my soul to go gold 
or pack a gat to umm, go plat-i-numm 
If my pockets fat then umm, let it be from how I come 
A smart intellectu-al, poet of the streets 
Recitin over beats, representin with the pen 
I don't pack nines, but known to carry tens 
in fingers, ten funk bringers, they known to bring 
funk to a punk like a trunk full of skunk, PEE-EWW 
I see you, peek-a-boo, who 
got a weaker crew, here's a technique or two 
Pay-Per-View nigga, for the true niggaz, not the ones 
pullin triggers but the ones whose the father figures 
WHOA, that's a radical idea, imagine that 
But who would wanna hear 
somethin in they ear positive 
Instead of somethin glorifyin just how triflin they live, so.. 
Question: Do you have to be from the hood 
in order, to know, how to rap good? 
Question: Do you have to pack a Tec-9 
Serve jail time, to learn how to rhyme? 
Question: Do you you have to be a gang banger 
or drug slanger, to be a rap singer? 
Question: Do you have to be an alcoholic 
or a drug fiend, to make green on the rap scene?

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