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  • 作词 : Freese, Muggs
    B-Real:
    I neva rapped on an RandB record, and I neva will,
    I got these phoney mutha******as, talk about lets keep it real,
    But, they don't know how to take they own advi******t,
    Going out, do it solo on an adverti******t, comecializing
    ******' sell out, ******, this is hip-hop, not fasion,
    Get the hell out,
    I'm taking out these so called gangsta ******s,
    Takin' pictures, modeling clothes for small figures,
    And I neva took another ******' MC's ******t,
    And made it my first single, ****** a hit,
    ******' hypocrite, you can get the dip, when I lick a shot off,
    I'm gonna, and all of it,
    It's a damn shame when you got all these fools in the record industry,
    Sellin' out for the fame,
    I just sit back and watch thes fools with their gimmicks,
    Go down in flames , in the big game,
    B-Real:
    Zippidey-dooda, I smoke ****** and I got brain damage,
    But, I don't give a ****** cause I still manage,
    To represent to the fullest,
    No pop singles, and no actin' foolish,
    To the studio gangsta with the articles,
    In them magazines with the ****** editors,
    Keep it real in the game,
    ******s got no shame,
    Now all the executives want all the fame,
    Based on the videos, just a gang of silly hoes,
    For the ******-em industry that's take'n all ya dough,
    I never stole it, stole it all,
    Just hard work, and sweat, for them platinum records on the wall,
    Fools want me to fall,
    I won't cause my roots are to thick and strong, like the chocolate
    tastic,
    I hear ******s say no, but, I know they front,
    Cause afta they shows they want me to smoke a blunt,
    I don't respect a hypocrite, mutha******as I despise,
    Cause me I tell the truth, even when I tell a lie,
    All you bruthas in the game run a check,
    Cause you get checked ****** off, with no respect,
    Mutha******as
  • 作词 : Freese, Muggs
    B-Real:
    I neva rapped on an RandB record, and I neva will,
    I got these phoney mutha******as, talk about lets keep it real,
    But, they don't know how to take they own advi******t,
    Going out, do it solo on an adverti******t, comecializing
    ******' sell out, ******, this is hip-hop, not fasion,
    Get the hell out,
    I'm taking out these so called gangsta ******s,
    Takin' pictures, modeling clothes for small figures,
    And I neva took another ******' MC's ******t,
    And made it my first single, ****** a hit,
    ******' hypocrite, you can get the dip, when I lick a shot off,
    I'm gonna, and all of it,
    It's a damn shame when you got all these fools in the record industry,
    Sellin' out for the fame,
    I just sit back and watch thes fools with their gimmicks,
    Go down in flames , in the big game,
    B-Real:
    Zippidey-dooda, I smoke ****** and I got brain damage,
    But, I don't give a ****** cause I still manage,
    To represent to the fullest,
    No pop singles, and no actin' foolish,
    To the studio gangsta with the articles,
    In them magazines with the ****** editors,
    Keep it real in the game,
    ******s got no shame,
    Now all the executives want all the fame,
    Based on the videos, just a gang of silly hoes,
    For the ******-em industry that's take'n all ya dough,
    I never stole it, stole it all,
    Just hard work, and sweat, for them platinum records on the wall,
    Fools want me to fall,
    I won't cause my roots are to thick and strong, like the chocolate
    tastic,
    I hear ******s say no, but, I know they front,
    Cause afta they shows they want me to smoke a blunt,
    I don't respect a hypocrite, mutha******as I despise,
    Cause me I tell the truth, even when I tell a lie,
    All you bruthas in the game run a check,
    Cause you get checked ****** off, with no respect,
    Mutha******as