This one goes to my man old dirty, one love we be swigging brew

Trigger too, even Nas I be digging too

Let's see whose left Mobb Deep, oh yeah Meth

That brother's hot like curry, one love to Keith Murray

Rappers like Craig Mack quench my thirst for comedy

I'd love to hang with Red Man but I ain't messing with that bam bazee

The Brat, Lil' Kim, Foxy get that loochee

Especially that cutie representing for the Fugees, go girls

Even the NBA make rap dollars

Shaquille, Chris Webber, Cedric Ceballos

Talent's around the world Phoenix to Providence

No need to educate Chicago they already got Common Sense

Houston and Atlanta we love you

Peace to the West Coast they really set the Doggs loose

We always say the future's in today's children

If so, make sure Shyheim and A + sell a million

Peace to Eazy E, Stretch, and Mercury

Tupac, and Buffy, Notorious BIG

We gots to strive to make hip-hop survive

Brothers need to unify to keep the game alive

Rappers be coming out with one album then they gone

So with cats like Raekwon, support ‘em so they stay on

Then brothers like Smooth wouldn't have to hustle

It's an every day struggle, but hip-hop I still love you



Chorus

We Entaprizin, got the hip-hop heads realizin'

East Coast, West Coast organizin'

Steady risin', money sizin'

What we specialize in

Repeat



Verse 2

The fame in the rap game we all want it

In fact by now I hope the Luniz got a hundred on it

And if you're in it for the millions E-40

I hope you see 40, before you be 40

What it look like, the great paper chase for ends

Lost Boyz being found in Lex coups, Bimas and Benz

East Coast, West Coast unite, let's keep it tight

And everything's gonna be alright

But hold up, it seems we got some hip-hop cheats

Depending on just having catchy hooks and beats

Rappers using their skills recently I haven't heard of none

Me, I represent myself better than Collin Ferguson

And yes that I do, I'll shatter you

It don't even matter who, I'll make them all show gratitude

Fools, acting like they don't know the rules

Need to learn to listen when grown folks is droppin' jewels

Now they say, is Mr. Kane coming back to dominate

I used to listen to his music back in 1988

Damn he still pumpin', just when you think he ain't nothing

That kid just keep coming back, what is he the Terminator or something

Lord I skill it in a way to make you feel it

Finally I reveal it, party people they can't wait until-

Starts to boom out, so every rap consumer

Can bring that old schooler back just like alumni

I sting it, booyah, to stop the half steppers tryin' to wing it through ya

Don't make me have to bring it to ya'

Who gonna be the next clown to come step into my bounds

Right now get down for the crown, mess around get pound to the ground by the sound

And let the more experienced entertain

Kane, meet the microphone, microphone meet Kane

The legendaire, rap extraordinaire

Commutin' to your ear, yeah, looka here



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