Awon - Strictly Underground lyrics

[Awon] I'm a hip-hop head I eat, sleep, and sh** beats Spit heat complete A whole album in one week Criminal Minded and Ready to Die My life is Illmatic Full of static so I Walk like a Panther They In Fear of a Black Planet That's Digable cause the whole world Is Bobby Digital College Dropout with A Reasonable Doubt for me Not to make it Only the hot hated A Midnight Marauder My Low End Theory Is An Extinction Level Event The people hear me Miseducated by the Electric Circus Like Water for Chocolate And Under the Surface I'm one if God's Sons Spitting the Blue Print I know the streets Hunger for More Of that new sh** The Power of the Dollar Keeps me Paid in Full And your favorite rapper Probably kicking major bull They say I'm strictly underground Everybody in this game is gutter now So the check one two and you don't stop The beat drops keep on They say I'm strictly underground Everybody in this game is gutter now So the check one two and you don't stop The beat drops keep on I Love the Dough And don't get it twisted n***as Hustle Hard For the Love Below To put rims on a Lac Blasting the Speaker Box Used to blow The Chronic But I got Detoxed My Hard Knock life Got Adventures like Slick Rick Chicks Hardcore Got em loving stiff dick It was Written like freestyle Friday Supreme Clientele Up and down the highway Only Built 4 Cuban Links And big trucks Paid the Cost to be the Boss And get bucks So I Reflect Eternal And examine Quality Black on Both sides is my philosophy Its Organized Confusion When I Come Clean So Enta Da Stage and crush scenes Nuff teens scream hands up Nuck if you Buck Keep chick beef like DMX and Kurupt They say I'm strictly underground Everybody in the game is gutter now On the check one two and you don't stop The beat drops keep on They say I'm strictly underground Everybody in the game is gutter now On the check one two and you don't stop The beat drops keep on I'm the Reason The Truth is told Resurrect like Life After d**h When the tech explodes And Walk With Jesus Back for the First time Spitting the first four bars Of my first rhyme I spit that Flava in ya Ear I don't play My Little Brother got Mama's Gun Around the way Ridin Dirty with A Pocket Full of Stones Saying everything twice Like Mike Jones I write poems 3 times Dope A 100 Miles and Running off one note Strictly Business Witness the mayhem Confessions of Fire When I spray men You'll sell a unit like Made Men Revolutionary but Gangsta So Let's Get Free All the streets need is a hot emcee From Harlem World to Mecca And back to Medina Toting 36 Chambers of the fever They say I'm strictly underground Everybody in this game is gutter now So the check one two and you don't stop The beat drops keep on They say I'm strictly underground Everybody in this game is gutter now So the check one two and you don't stop The beat drops keep on