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You could get a smack for this
We don't play when it's time to slay
Girl ya betta gimme that money
C.I. take care of my B.I
Its easy, even Britney can't get it for free
(Danger Mouse)
Jemini, rep Brookyn, Latvian Charm
Easy New York New Orlean once chilled in Harlem
Even the Bronx ain't a stranger to me
I'm the reason for the danger you see
Showtime at the apollo I'm the n***a that you came to see
Pop this like ecstacy, take care of my business with the wisdoms
Let em witness greatness great set keep em celebratin'
Power with the right hand, young Tyson
At the mic stand reppin my fam my fans
Yo mans might ride the dizzle
When i ride streetwalkers banging on em and i slide through the middle
I keep streets hot with kids fresh of the griddle
Gotta take care of business someway somehow
Some say my style is arrogant but authentic
Heartwrenchin God sent this talent
God meant this to be this way
Told me dont just play; get your own game
Get you own board get your own pieces own rule new york
Then school them young boys educate the ignorant veterans
Fine young women let em in give em s** sweet like cinnamon
Then put a little venom in they demin jumpy in em real quick
Chicks be real sick with the withdrawal symtoms from the h**ne dick
Yeah thourough and thick from a bro thats known to spit
From a bro thats known to clit, and get in to it and get intimate
In defense of it they'll put holes in ya rolls and ya rentalship
Ya need a membership this ain't no friendly verse
Since i took care of business lemme end the verse
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(J-Zone)
Backslap b**h, I take care of business
Call you Frank the duke the way you
Take care of chickens with a wrench full of hens
Slacking with yo pimpin while she drive the Benz
I reverse the game so call me Emag
I'm even past the level of free a**
Dick fa ya dolla what you gettin from me
Ha, Cuz even Britney can't get it for free (Nope)
We dont f** til she get paying, cuz my crib ain't no rest haven
Danger mouse did made this track and J's on it
And jemini getting paid to mack after a show at the Apollo
f** it im banking the only dude i wanna see is Big Ben Franklin
I stack em in vaults til my ego grows, embrace the hate from backpackers and hoes (b**h)
With a ammoire made of (?) shoveling sh** flipping burgers in between the sheets
I'm handling my B.I. so F.U. Pay me backslap two double 0 two a.d
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Once upon a time a long time ago a young boy wrote a rhyme turned a ryhme to a flo
Now its time to do a show, we gon rhyme til its time to go
You ain't heard? well its time you know
Used to rhyme for the block now its time to blow
Used to rhyme for the fun now its time for dough
Rakim said you could get a smack for this
f** that black I dont rap for free I'm a capitalist
I dont pop sh** n***a I pop clips yall can keep the beat cuz i got ships
I got the lyrics and looks and I got the lips
I got the thugs and the kids and I got the chicks
I don't see ya on the stage cuz I rock the sh**
And I made it so that you won't pay a lot for rent
If today is the first day of the apocalypse and you not the sh**
So we not co*kblocking this
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