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  • Yo, are you a pimp, a hustler? No I'm not
    Are you a man, and can you stand alone
    Like a man has to sometimes? Yes I can
    Are you willing, to go out there
    And save the lives of our children
    Even if it means losin' your own life? Yes I am
    I believe you Jeru, you're ready
    You've no-no-nothin' to worry about
    Now, I don't push a Lex
    Others had their turn to flex, Jeru is up next
    All, these so called players up in the rap game
    Got brothers on the corner sellin' cooked *******
    It used to be La Toya and, Jim Hats
    But now it's Uzis Macs and, G-packs of cracks
    Everybody's psycho or some type of good fellow
    But me, I keep it real that's all swine like Jello
    Don't drink Cristal, and I can't stand Mo
    Never received currency for movin' a kilo
    Or an ounce, make 'em bounce to this fake-pimp free flow
    I never knew hustlers, confessed in stereo
    Or on video get caught you'll know who turned
    State's evidence, murder weapon, confession and fingerprints
    Mama always said, "Watch what comes out your mouth"
    Tight case for the D A from here to down South
    Knowledge wisdom understanding like King Solomon's wealth
    You're a player but only because you be playin' yourself
    With all that Big Willie talk, hop, ya playin' yaself
    With all that big gun talk, bop, ya playin' yaself
    With all that rah rah rah, ya playin' yaself
    Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself
    With all that rah rah rah, ya playin' yaself
    With all that big gun talk, bop, ya playin' yaself
    With all that Big Willie talk hop, ya playin yaself
    Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself
    Now these ladies is lookin' pretty from city to city
    I refined a few I met, around the country
    The nitty gritty, it's all reality, no question
    Actual fact like tight jeans cause yeast infections
    And sisters with good minds get no respect when
    Their ass is all hangin' out, playin' the bar section
    Of the club shake what your mama gave ya, back to the lab
    I drop the truth, 'cause rhymin' is more than just my craft
    Or a way to get ass or fast cash or blasted
    Black women, make sure you're respected
    When *****z is kickin' that old off the wall *******t,
    Let 'em know from jump, "Dead it", you're not ignorant
    Knowledge, wisdom, understandin' is the key to wealth
    Put some clothes on that ass if you respect yourself
    With those hooker type wears, hon, ya playin' yaself
    With those skin tight jeans, baby, ya playin' yaself
    Everythin' all exposed ya playin' yaself
    Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself
    Everythin' all exposed ya playin' yaself
    With those skin tight jeans, baby, ya playin' yaself
    With those hooker type wears, hon, ya playin' yaself
    Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself
    Now, I don't bust a tec, bubble drugs
    In the projects, or use mics to sell ***
    *****z, nowadays is all about this
    So much ying yang, it's ridiculous
    If you got so much cheese where are the black distributors
    And these record companies shake 'em down like mobsters
    But impostors, like commercial locks are not rastas
    Always fakin' moves, never, makin' moves
    Asses shake, bottles pop, the government is breakin' down
    You fools, you work all week and give the devil
    Back his loot for jewels
    And the steak on your plate is filled with chemicals
    Still, brothers leave brothers all battered and bruised
    On the streets won't see snakes on my feet
    The race is on, but I won't compete in this competition
    Because I have a greater mission
    I hope that you listen
    Knowledge, wisdom and understanding brings, long life and health
    Think anything else and ya playin' yaself
    So all that Big Willie talk, hop, ya, playin' yaself
    And all those skin tight jeans, hon, ya playin' yaself
    And all that rah rah rah, ya, playin' yaself
    Ya, playin' yaself, ya, playin' yaself
    And all those hooker type wears, baby, ya playin' yaself
    And all that big gun talk money, ya playin' yaself
    Everything all exposed, ya playin' yaself
    Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself
    I don't play
  • Yo, are you a pimp, a hustler? No I'm not
    Are you a man, and can you stand alone
    Like a man has to sometimes? Yes I can
    Are you willing, to go out there
    And save the lives of our children
    Even if it means losin' your own life? Yes I am
    I believe you Jeru, you're ready
    You've no-no-nothin' to worry about
    Now, I don't push a Lex
    Others had their turn to flex, Jeru is up next
    All, these so called players up in the rap game
    Got brothers on the corner sellin' cooked *******
    It used to be La Toya and, Jim Hats
    But now it's Uzis Macs and, G-packs of cracks
    Everybody's psycho or some type of good fellow
    But me, I keep it real that's all swine like Jello
    Don't drink Cristal, and I can't stand Mo
    Never received currency for movin' a kilo
    Or an ounce, make 'em bounce to this fake-pimp free flow
    I never knew hustlers, confessed in stereo
    Or on video get caught you'll know who turned
    State's evidence, murder weapon, confession and fingerprints
    Mama always said, "Watch what comes out your mouth"
    Tight case for the D A from here to down South
    Knowledge wisdom understanding like King Solomon's wealth
    You're a player but only because you be playin' yourself
    With all that Big Willie talk, hop, ya playin' yaself
    With all that big gun talk, bop, ya playin' yaself
    With all that rah rah rah, ya playin' yaself
    Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself
    With all that rah rah rah, ya playin' yaself
    With all that big gun talk, bop, ya playin' yaself
    With all that Big Willie talk hop, ya playin yaself
    Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself
    Now these ladies is lookin' pretty from city to city
    I refined a few I met, around the country
    The nitty gritty, it's all reality, no question
    Actual fact like tight jeans cause yeast infections
    And sisters with good minds get no respect when
    Their ass is all hangin' out, playin' the bar section
    Of the club shake what your mama gave ya, back to the lab
    I drop the truth, 'cause rhymin' is more than just my craft
    Or a way to get ass or fast cash or blasted
    Black women, make sure you're respected
    When *****z is kickin' that old off the wall *******t,
    Let 'em know from jump, "Dead it", you're not ignorant
    Knowledge, wisdom, understandin' is the key to wealth
    Put some clothes on that ass if you respect yourself
    With those hooker type wears, hon, ya playin' yaself
    With those skin tight jeans, baby, ya playin' yaself
    Everythin' all exposed ya playin' yaself
    Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself
    Everythin' all exposed ya playin' yaself
    With those skin tight jeans, baby, ya playin' yaself
    With those hooker type wears, hon, ya playin' yaself
    Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself
    Now, I don't bust a tec, bubble drugs
    In the projects, or use mics to sell ***
    *****z, nowadays is all about this
    So much ying yang, it's ridiculous
    If you got so much cheese where are the black distributors
    And these record companies shake 'em down like mobsters
    But impostors, like commercial locks are not rastas
    Always fakin' moves, never, makin' moves
    Asses shake, bottles pop, the government is breakin' down
    You fools, you work all week and give the devil
    Back his loot for jewels
    And the steak on your plate is filled with chemicals
    Still, brothers leave brothers all battered and bruised
    On the streets won't see snakes on my feet
    The race is on, but I won't compete in this competition
    Because I have a greater mission
    I hope that you listen
    Knowledge, wisdom and understanding brings, long life and health
    Think anything else and ya playin' yaself
    So all that Big Willie talk, hop, ya, playin' yaself
    And all those skin tight jeans, hon, ya playin' yaself
    And all that rah rah rah, ya, playin' yaself
    Ya, playin' yaself, ya, playin' yaself
    And all those hooker type wears, baby, ya playin' yaself
    And all that big gun talk money, ya playin' yaself
    Everything all exposed, ya playin' yaself
    Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself
    I don't play