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They say Hip Hop's dead, well I can resuscitateWe getting bread homeboy, you better get a plateThen we so controversial, starting to sound commercialThought talking money's universalThey say I'm young, black and angry, niggas can't tame meNever had a habit doing shit that ashamed meSay I gotta change be, careful what you ask forYou don't want it with a nigga when he come through that doorPooh come with it, shit I'm coming with the fo'-fo'All glow like a fiend, eyes at the corner sto'Looking for snow in the middle of AugustDiamond in the rough boy, spitting that flawlessNever been a coach, still running with ballersYou know I'm a bar spit, PSA what you call usBeat kinda grainy, Rapper Pooh spit heartlessLand of the dead where these niggas run lawless, uhYou know we tell it like it is right?Talk shit till these pussy niggas wanna fightSleep days, making moves under moonlight[Notorious B.I.G.:] "Niggas mad because I know that cash rules"Yeah, you know we tell it like it is right?Talk shit till these pussy niggas wanna fightLetras de cancionesSleep days, making moves under moonlightHOJ is the crew right?This ain't just hype, two niggas with micsGun talk, off safety, we ain't too pussy to fightAiyyo you muh'fuckin right, I don't claim to beCause I am who I am, pretty soon you gon' seeGuess it is what it is then, we can shoot the fiveBeen deprived so long, just lucky to be aliveWon't be survived by our wife and sonsThey know I won't be removed from the space till I'm doneThe undisputed one, pound for pound, second roundThey say third time's a charm, I'm liking how it soundHaters wipe me down from my fitted to my shoesBeen paying my dues, brud' check the interviewsCause I'm on, niggas I keep being on the cuspBeen blazing trails, been leaving dustNow we on the road to riches and finer thingsForeign cars, pulling stacks out our jeans like 'bling' From Letras Mania