featuring Sadat X



If I was to sit down and actually write out a list

Of the MCs that missed it would be the constitution

They play their caps backwards still saying wack words

No power to (durhust) just a few yes men

Raising the question of who gave you a contract

They should be fired youre officially retired



I see you make a little cash and start showing your ass

You get laced up with jewels your crews acting like fools

Playing hard rock surrounded by body guards

Hoping no one pulls your cord you got me laughing pretty hard

Thinking youre the white hot man of the hour

But you just cant figure how your flavor went sour

Back in 89 PE fought the power and in 86 Big Daddy Kane was raw



And I was right there on the first floor of the Palladium

You never played a venue local college or a stadium

A young boys (fiddin pad) fad is now a grown mans profession

To earn this is a blessing

This skills have me guessing learn cause Im testing

Follow this down no question



No doubt check it out

You be either rhyming in code or on some gangster node

You all clockwork apocalypse you about to implode

Collapsing on yourself cause your whole foundation is

Built on lies dont apologize

Cause once they watch you rise they wanna watch you fall

And theyll all take a piece just like the Berlin wall

And place it on their mantle like a souvenir

And what they call a knick-knack is really your career



Chorus



You aint promise nothing but a pocket full of stress

Still there be people that would die for less

You aint promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow

If they dont like the demo make a new one tomorrow

You aint promise nothing but a pocket full of stress

Still there be people that would die for less

You aint promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow

If they dont like the demo make a new one tomorrow





When its time to rise Ill open the archives

When you be in dreams you got 85s

Chrome down with the leather package

You got a home of your own

Youre holding acres

I got it made

Season tickets to the Knickers and the Lakers

Playing both coasts closed and European festivals

Crowd scream decibels x2

In your ear you wanna make rapping your career



From Arkansas to Minnesota I sell out the quota

I be the wet dream making cream for promoters

We keep the shit right we dont be starting no fights

And he wont hold out my dough cause Im a put out his lights

And once the crew hits the stage the crowd gets involved

We show love they show it back all problems solved

You can boom shalock and jump to the sounds I pump

But I aint quitting till Im shitting on Donald Trump



So take heed to the verses and styles and versions

When you socialize with other MCs

And boast your rhymes to company enemies

And in any cases that feel is what you want

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You want to make money money and take every honey

Rap charges aint funny but it boost your career

Your penile style is now hanging from a tier

Now you wanna know fear to impress your peers

Now your ass outta here the rap game goes on