Boss - Progress of Elimination lyrics

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Boss - Progress of Elimination lyrics

[Bo$$] Who am I to flip a wicked b**h? Business is Business But now the revelation has revealed How the Bo$$ b**h is trying to get rich! And doing a good job And rippin' up the pavement with 'nuff sh** Aww sh**!! I think I jumped into a maze And now I'm being surrounded by dead n***az in a daze Some kind of way I have become a slave Yes sir Masta No sir Masta I work fasta, even if it means my brain being tampered with f** it! At least I got rid of the pamper Lata on I mix up with some G's Kickin' it on the corner curb Talkin' about expanding to Pittsburgh I'm out here on the cut smokin' bud with Macaroni Instead of us servin' n***as this f**a's tryin' to bone me But I ain't trying to hear this b**h made elf I ain't in the mood Cause I don't f** around with the help ba*tard! If it wasn't for the dope that we got stashed in the casket I'd have your a** hit Then watch the fool die trickin! While I be countin' crispy a** dollars Like Louisana fried chicken And takin a sip of his favorite drink At the grave as I stare through the shade Your sh** still stinks! I wasn't tryin' to see an explanation Cause as far as I'm concerned the only way to progress Is through elimination! Hook: Got's to go yeah Got to go The Bo$$ no loss What ever the cost Elimination Got's to go yeah Got to go [Bo$$] Time is running out I'm still self employed They talking this Pitt sh** but I'm tryin to get back to DETROIT! f** it if I need to do these n***as I'm a do 'em too And step the f** off as if I never knew them fools See ya! Now the sh** is going my way I'm hittin' the highway No mo' drive by's In my drive way This is what's happening I'm finally at my destination I ain't one of 'dem b**hes tryin' I gotta get crackin' f** a curling iron I'll get that sh** did lata Meanwhile I'm on some ol' Bucka a s**a quick sh** fo paper and I'm disectin' at the same time progressin' Eliminating like a lunatic shootin quick Call it what you want but I'll be brief I don't trust a motha f**a Unless a motha f**a is me g! Getting' sweated is just an inspiration So I don't regret it when you get your BC date Cause it's all about elimination (got to go yeah, got to go) f** up and I'll have yo a** hitch hikin' From Idaho Yo! Bo$$ is knockin' out silly sh** Let me hit this philly spliff Now it's time to really trip I gettin the feelin' that these n***as Is into my sh** Plus the muchies got me wanting a burger But first the murder Knockin' em off was a cinch but I'm stuck And ain't no way that I'm a rest my head on Another bench f**! I'm sick of this sh** Let me slip into this alley And try to fly as high as I can get With 200 blunts and 100 spliffs (tryin to make it to Detroit, Detroit) Now every member of my click is in his grave I'm truly the BO$$ b**h now Nobody's slave! How do I plea? Listen! I'll neva give an explanation Cause as far as I'm concerned The only way to progress is through Elimination! Hook: Gots to go yeah got to go The BO$$ no loss At whateva the cost Elimination

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