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Life is a blast when you know what you're doin'

Best to know what you're doin'

'Fore your life get ruined

Life is a thrill when your skill is developed

If you ain't got a skill or trade

Then shut the hell up

My rhymes is like droppin' your head on cement

Crackin' it open hopin' to make a dent

I'm hell-bent on

Resurrection perfection

Lesson number 1 rekindle the essence

Rap ain't about bustin' caps and f**king bitches

It's about fluency with rhymin ingenuity

All of this is new to me see I peep rhymes

With scrutiny under a microscope I walk a tightrope

A thin line between insanity and sanity

Mixed with a little vanity boostin' the morality

With Hiero hospitality soon to strike it rich

Like calories salaries ahh sounds like a plan

And we will expand hip-hop as well

Might even kick a little impromptu to stomp you

Weaklings speaking things foreign to the human ear

That you will fear now whether you like it or not

Blood clots on you little life on the situation

And on the stipulations the shit you wastin'

Time on you pawns it was planned like that

But we can fight back like David Horowitz

And say we want no more of this

And put it in a cryogenic status

Replace it with the latest in technology

Hip-hop policies that demolish ya folliew

Olly olly oxen free

You can't see this your defeatist attitude'll

Get you nowhere fast I tend to my task 'cause

Life is a blast when you know what you're doin'

Best to know what you're doin'

'Fore your life get ruined

Life is a thrill when your skill is developed

If you ain't got a skill or trade

Life is a blast when you know what you're doin'

Best to know what you're doin'

'Fore your life get ruined

Life is a thrill when your skill is developed

If you ain't got a skill or trade

Then shut the hell up

Don't even start on the next man let's scan

Your situation you still have no patience

Flip on niggaz rob niggaz even family

All the way up to your moms you can't stand to be

In the house but when you kicked out you beggin'

To come back in then the same old skit happens

You say you rappin' but you don't know the essence

Just hoe slap and bustin' caps is your message

Plus every time I put some scrill down

You steal it

If that's your way of

Teachin' me a lesson I don't feel it

Your raps reflect your life and that's a shame

'Cause the way you're soundin'

You must think that it's a game

I can see if you came from the ghetto but you came

From the Meadow you really need to let that go

You got no respect for hip-hop

And you tryin' to rhyme

Biding your time and I find it a crime

I even had to bury the hatchet man

'Cause we all African you wanna be a rapper

Start practicin' you can't even flow right

Spend most of your time f**kin' hoes gettin' in fights

Hangin' out with no mission in life

And you're missin' your life

And you'll be missin' out on life

We won't sweat you for that G you stole

'Cause if you're still alive

We'll be there to see you fold yold ya

Life is a blast when you know what you're doin'

Best to know what you're doin'

'Fore your life get ruined

Life is a thrill when your skill is developed

If you ain't got a skill or trade

Life is a blast when you know what you're doin'

Best to know what you're doin'

'Fore your life get ruined

Life is a thrill when your skill is developed

If you ain't got a skill or trade