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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 

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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 

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(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)

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