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- If hip hop was a crime, Id be a felon, sellin
To all the conscious **** addicts, tragic, gotta have it
Get no static, rhymes get ripped automatic
Spray you from your feet to your cabbage
Lyrically hit you with the spiritual, infrared wont miss
Police lookin for the Catalyst
Hah, usually on the blocks in your neighborhood
When the flavors good clienteles humunguous
Pittsburgh, Columbus
And all the other cities in the USA
Networkin, soon to be worldwide for certain
I know its hurtin, competition creatin envy
Sure they wanna end me when they see me in a Benzi
Throw salt in my game, in my face act friendly
Thats why I play em close till they ass get ghost
Aint no love lost here, crampin my poster
This game is cutthroat, so Ima aim at the utmost
Spot, not knowing if Im gonna get caught
Be up in heaven, openin for Big and Tupac
But thats the nature of it, some live, some kick the bucket
Id be a damn fool not to love it
Right?
[CHORUS x2]
Imagine that, if hip hop was a crime
Would you stick and move, would you sell dimes?
Or would you switch sides and play the role of po nine
Blockin me from the go line
Preventin me from gettin mine
[J. Sands]
Everything is kosher, slayin punk MCs with my toaster
Itchy finger on trigger got my rep bigger
You should see em shiver knowin down deep I deliver
Bulls eye, direct hit with hollow tip lyric
Like the bully of the block all the kids fear it
J. Sands is untouchable,how you hear it
Echo wind through the hallways where I be all days
Hustlin, aint no small plate cause ****** always
Wanna plot against the local cat with props
Makin it harder to set up my shop upon the block
Like a martyr I be in this war until I drop
But if it aint the haters its the goddamn cops
Stressin me, just so they can get some cream off the top
Testin me, so now I gotta scheme, call the team
Dante, [Name], J. Rawls and Raheem
The ill syndicate, quick to light up the scene
No prints, squeaky clean, toss the heat in the stream
Rendez-vous somewhere serene around 12:15
See, if you dont hold it down, no one will hold it for ya
So be sure to have a alibi plus a good lawyer
[CHORUS x2]
[J. Sands]
See, ****** know my status, ghetto celeb kingpin
A hip hops fiend friend who always seen in
The fly b-boy attire receivin
Praises from the holiest to the heathens
Its all good cause what I provide is pleasin
Comfortable, something your mind can ease in
One try, then you find out the reason
Why I got addicts for every season
Summer, spring, winter, fall and even
Leap years, you want that ****, then peep here
You need $10 and some change for the exchange
Then youll have the ill sounds pumpin in your range
Or your walkman, head bouncin type strange
Thats when you start to realize that your life is rearranged
Dont go to work no more cause all you want is the pure
Hip hop from the MC connoisseur
So now you on missions headedto the record store
Cop the product and beam up like never before
Now youre hooked for life and theres no escapin us
Cause one hit was too many, a million not enough
[CHORUS x2]
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