Myk** Miers - Doin' My Thang lyrics

For sho', this Myke Miers Just doing my thang you know Just trying to get it done Uhh, Check it... [Verse 1] I've been trying to do my thang in this rap game, for a long time I kick strong rhymes, but it's been hard times Been through the industry mumbo-jumbo You see life is like a obstacle course, sometimes you stumble Stay humble, with the little acclaim I gain I'm prepared for whatever fame'll bring Will I fall the same traps as these cats before me Will the fans ignore me, or will they adore me Will I have glory and wealth, or just stories to tell Am I destined to succeed or is it for me to fail Yo dog, I don't know what the future will hold All I know, is I'm trying to complete my goal Let the truth be told, I don't trust nobody but a few So I don't give a damn about you You a fan or a friend, or you buying my CD Other than that, we don't really need to speak But Yo!! Chorus: I'm just doing my thang yo, I'm just doing my thang yo I'm just doing my thang yo, I'm just doing my thang uh "Oh-Oh-Ohhhhh, you gotta do your thang" - [scratched in sample] I'm just doing my thang yo, I'm just doing my thang yo I'm just doing my thang yo, I'm just doing my thang yo "Oh-Oh-Ohhhhh, you gotta do your thang" - [scratched in sample] [Verse 2] I be up late night trying to make tight rhymes and beats, I ain't trying to sleep See, the best is what I'm trying to be I never reached that, but I be close enough Trying to get the crowd opened up You know what s**s, how these wack MCs get on Knowing damn well, their whole style I sh** on I grown too hot for y'all MCs to sit on You making bets, then I'm the one you put your bid on Put your money on me and I guarantee you'll get your win on Myke Miers get his spit on and kid on Me and Diverse, ain't just trying to get in the game We tryin' to change it That's why we considered dangerous Playing us as the trend-setters I've been better, than most of y'all, but you know what, I'm getting better The better I get, the more cheddar I get I'll sever your clique Can't get fresher than this But Yo!! Chorus: [Verse 3] I tar-get the mar-ket, where I fit Where ever I fit, then I hit I get, DJs to play my sh** from state to state Doing shows so they can see me, face to face I don't know what it takes to make a hit, I don't have a clue I just do what I know how to do Feed it to the people who want real hip-hop If it's tight they will cop If it's ain't they will not It's that simple that's how I keep it So they could peep it, there's no secret, the mic I freak it Yo, man I seen it without even looking, you predictable You was hating me way before I kicked a flow You didn't know your info, was on the wrong source You were on the right path, but you on the wrong course It's like Jordan playing baseball, he in the wrong sport Or Aga**i shooting hoop, you know he on the wrong court But Yo!! Chorus: [Heavy scratching until fade]