Mrtzcmp3
  • Stress
  • Fudge Funk
  • Thirteen
  • Intro
  • Stray Bullet
  • The Extinction Agenda
  • Why
  • Drop Bombs
  • Maintain
  • 3-2-1
  • Black Sunday
  • Fudge Pudge
  • Keep It Koming
  • Bring It On
  • Let's Organize
  • Prisoners of War
  • Releasing Hypnotical Gases
  • The Rough Side of Town
  • Audience Pleasers
  • Walk Into The Sun
  • Jiminez Criqueta
  • P.S. 48
  • Organized Konfusion
  • Roosevelt Franklin
  • Open Your Eyes
  • Who Stole My Last Piece of Chicken?
  • Questions
  • Somehow, someway
  • Invetro
  • Sway & Tech Radio Promo
  • Numbers
  • They Don't Want It
  • Soundman
  • Confrontations
  • Move
  • Stray Bullets
  • Sin
  • Hate
  • Life & Malice Exterior Club Nite (Skit)
  • Interior Car Nite (Skit)
  • Shugah Shorty
  • Interior Marisols Apartment (Skit)
  • Chuck Cheese
  • Epilogue
  • 9xs Out of 10
  • Who Stole My Last Piece of Chicken? [remix]
  • Sugah Shorty
  • Late Night Action
  • 9x's Out Of 10
  • Bring It On (Xplicit)

Yo, yo, yo, yo, Pharoahe
Right, right
Brother, why don't you explain
How did hip-hop get caught up in this ill rap game?

Yo, I got a question, in hip-hop who they followin'?
(Uhh)
The niggaz with skills or them niggaz who be hollerin'?

Them niggaz that be hollerin' is substitute, modelin'
Niggaz with skills always and forever keeps a followin'

Swallowin' pride
Never we be imperialistic
Who rips shit without bein' materialistic
Statistics show

Ask miss, she know
Just 'cause the niggaz got dough don't mean they got that flow
Right
Just 'cause them niggaz got dough don't mean they got that flow

What? Nigga, you can consider it the bomb if I spit on it, get on it
Ride for a little bit, feel how your inner get
From internet, intellect, vibes that I'm sendin' it
Now your soul bubblin' brown sugar so you'll remember it

Legitimate, imminent, crash course for illiterate
From August to September, Prince is heavenly given it
From center split, train of thoughts that's mad booty
'Cause you twisted and rudey don't mean everything's

Groovy when you hear it, the world's gonna feel it before I say it
Now some pop some shit, but the labels get the big G's from sales
(Whoo)
Nobody sayin' shit it just smells
Here's some Southside Saturday love like Shamelle's

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