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Huh, I got some time to explain the true grade of a rhyme writer

So take the stance of a gun fighter

Others inject intellect for self respect

Or simply kickin' verses for a tight paycheck

But they neglect is creative aspects in control

The sounds and words originate up in the soul

My thoughts cross wack emcees and wickedness

They seem to go hand in hand in the mess

That's formed the dawn of the fake emcee

It's really funny to me how brothers front like they deadly

See, Jah be's with me so Ras G is no fool

Respecting the original school that wrote the rules

I'm laying all these real ass facts upon the wax

Mass communication minus fakin the jax

So relax all the goods will make you crumble and fall

Keeping you on the run as we start from Square One

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I have to get what I want

Cause now it's no time to front

It's I.N.I. on the hunt just to smoke up the funk

With no fear in this industry we in here

So surprised I appear I play the back or the rear

I pushed and shoved to get in

And I've seen every sin

And it's been a long time considering

But no bitter man, African, Rastafarian, non-American

Checking every man (Yeah)

In my zone because the eye is all alone in this universe

I seen the worst now I'm coming in first

A brother's thirst got him eager to merc

In full effect cause I'm staying alert

Bless the hurt at each and every concert

Taught well to be the very next expert

Never the spare one, I'm stepping up to shoot a fair one

Setting it off from Square One

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In 95' nuff kids can catch the vapors

Rob-O spends his time putting words to paper

Still so I maintains a fly flow

But every time I plant a seed they won't let it grow

Guess it's the fact that I seen through ya team of major fake outs

Your feeble attempts of gettin' caked out

But in the face of temptation, sex, guns and paper chasing

Playing yourself and say ya neithans

Is it the recognition, quick cash or chart positions

Or big figures that have you shitting on ****

It must be, thinking like the whole rap industry son

Yeah no doubt you bugged out

It's not as stable or firm as you thought

In the scrimmage and the tables is turned, this shit is finished

Yo Grap Luva, no question

Cause this is how it should be done

We taking it back to Square One

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