As I deliver rhymes with ease and walk around with my head up
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I'm dead up serious so don't be getting too curious
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Motherfuckers always wanna know what makes me tick
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I'll pull a phrase out quick cuz I'm dipped and I'm slick
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You thought that I would slip cuz you seen me drinking forty's
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it shocked you then you told your friends you saw me
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Well say what you want cuz all of mine is in tact
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in fact I'll have you open like a hookers gap
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I like to catch a buzz cuz I get into the beats more
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MC's are washed up like dead fish on the seashore
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Save the talk cuz you know I walk that walk
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hitting city to city but I make my home in New York
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I know the time with this rap shit cuz they got it all backwards
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they need to take a hint or catch my microphone imprint
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Straight to the dome through the skull to the tissue
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Call me Guru I'll diss you if you're pressing the issue
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Not my style to be sweatin' all the stupid ass rumors
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I take it as a compliment and fuck you too
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If you're scheming on the chance to put a stain on my name
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Don't even think about it cuz ain't no shame in my game
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No shame in my game
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Stick to the subject I ain't afraid to be real
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a lot of MC's fake hard just to gain appeal
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I like some gangster rap, don't like the prankster crap
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so I get passed all that by kicking straight up facts
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There ain't no reason to shoot unless you got beef
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if you pull out and you don't use it than you may catch grief
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Toolies and techs ain't toys but kids got 'em today
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and if they're ready to spray best get the fuck out the way
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I try keeping my sanity by thinking of better times
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if I write clever rhymes then maybe I'll climb
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But what the hell's success if the mess ain't changing
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50's still corrupt stupid gangs still bangin'
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Stick up kids still stickin' nasty hookers still trickin'
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all the pimps still pimpin' and all the crackheads trippin'
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While the dealers still sellin' so I'll refrain from the yellin'
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And the preachin' cuz who the fuck would I reach man
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Niggaz don't wanna stop that, they wanna live fat
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who'd wanna clean up their act when the papes come in stacks
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They live for the minute and they're all wrapped up in it
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it's an unfortunate state for many it's too late
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Now death stalks the streets and it's right at your gate
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so bug, lose your mind but I ain't goin' insane
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I'll kick the fly lyrics cuz ain't no shame in my game
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No shame in my game
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Life's a bitch so who are we to judge each other
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I know I got faults I ain't the only motherfucker
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Stuff I heard about you wasn't too cool you know
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like how you smoke wools and that your girl's a ho
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But I don't listen to shit unless the story's legit
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Knuckleheads need to quit cuz they be riding the dilsnick
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But I'll be taking care of business regardless
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and when it comes to rhyming you know I'm hitting hardest
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So you can kick dirt but in the end you'll feel pain
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you little sucker, there ain't no shame in my game
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No Shame in my Game
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Gang Starr |