Common Sense - Dooinit lyrics

Ah keep on, chcka chcka chcka (Repeat 6x) Mo'f**er move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack grooves Rap I deliver for the hungry and underprivileged Something different from these hollow and grunting n***as This is business strictly, step to my business is risky 'Specially when you as b**h as Missy Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the game With a four-pounded brainstorm To make n***as dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game Used to breakdance, it's a shame What money do to a n***a brain If he lose his soul what did a n***a gain? "Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it" "C O double M O to the N" (cut and scratched 4x) My train of thought is that of a hustler, or a n***a with his shirt off Trying to get his work off to customers I rap with a chip on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas See shirts that say "We gotta get over" That juggy sh** is over, the war is on I on;y want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a culture Focused like Gordon Parks when it's sorta dark For n***as that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts with some sh** for the heart Don't f** with radio, ignoring the charts I could give a fu*k what you made in a year, n***a, you wack A soft n***a on a hard track, in this new rap Generation I "X" cats like a m**m He fell off cause I pushed him Let his Bently and his weak crew be his cushion I catch him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him "Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it" "C O double M O to the N" (cut and scratched 4x) You wasn't saying you was a thug before Pac came Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like Kane Then Snoop released and it became a G thang Claim sets, your city ain't got gangs n***as hate you, they ain't paying you no attention In a circle of f*ggots, your name is mentioned With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man that's good >From a n***a that was raised or just lived in the hood >From what a n***a says to what's understood Keep my sh** tight like them boys in "The Wood" Dick is always hard like the "Boyz in the Hood" Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi At the crib some cats give me the cold eye I'm a b**h slap the next one Let him know the world is my section for taking You got to reduce aggression "Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it" "C O double M O to the N" (cut and scratched 4x)