[Zaakir]
  Check it out now...
  I work the pen to make the ink transform
  On any particular surface the pen lands on
  The camera stands on, what's the beef?
  The Cooley High cold chief high post techniques
  I drape off poetic landscapes and shapes
  Illustrate the paper space off the pens that paint
  Then design what have a National Geographic a magic
  With Taylor made status and plus favored is automatic
    [Chorus]
  We're not balling
  We take it back to the days of yes y'all-in'
  We holding onto what's golden
  [PE Sample] *On a stage I rage and I'm rollin'*
    We're not balling, or shot calling
  We take it back to the days of yes y'all-in'
  We holding onto what's golden
  [PE Sample] *On a stage I rage and I'm rollin'*
    [Marc 7even]
  Melancholy mundane so I tame the hot flame
  Big rings, fat chains, and y'all quest for the same
  No name, use fame, strictly new to the thang
  We stay true to the game and never bring it to shame
  We tight like dreadlocks or red fox and ripple
  We pass participles, and smash the artist in you
  The saga continues, this I won't get into
  'Cause there ain't enough bars to hold the drama that we been through
    [Akil]
  Yo...
  We still the same with a little fame
  A little change in the household name but ain't too much changed
  We in the game but, yo not to be vain
  I refrain from salt grains to season up my name
  We entertain for a mutual game from close range
  Steady aim, drum at your head to hit the brain
  I'm labor ready, Rhode Scholar for the dollar
  Work for mines pay me by the hour
    [Chorus]
    Hip...Hop
  Music [a bunch of times]
    [Charli 2na]
  Yo...
  Well, it's the verbal Herman Munster
  The word enhancer, sick of phony mobsters controllin' the dance floor
  I been in dark places, catch you when you stark naked
  Your heart races as we pump you for your chart spaces
  The taut taces be bringing these hot styles through
  Some of you bum a few chairs from shock value
  Word power can plow through acres of cornfields
  Paragraphs cut like warm steel, preform ill...
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