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Im Trying To Decide If Hip Hop Is For Me
Reach The Title Of Don, Or Fall Out The Family Tree
See To Me, These Rhymes Dont Mean Nuthin
Any Body Who Wants'em Still Aint Close Enuff To Touch'em
Got My Heart Pumpin, Standin Behind A Mic
But My Rhymes Are Backwards Me, Still In My Mind
So I Shake My Head, Till My Brain Falls On The Desk
Stab The Pencil Thru Its Chest, Like "You Write The Rest!!"
I Can Pull Him Out When Needed, Put Him Right Back
Sometimes He Rhymes Till We Destroy A Whole Track
Wind It Back, You Know I Aint Init For The Money
But One Day My Rhymes Will Sell Like Crack Or Sumthing
Or Maybee I Reach To High, I Fall And Miss
Then Still Have To Wait In Line Cuz I Aint On The List
I Still Cant Find The Line To Write A Decent Rhyme
When All I Do Is Smoke And Waste My Fuckin Time
Am I Hip Hop, Or A Fan Without A Plan Or Plot
Am I A Mouse Or A Man, Will I Use What I Got
Will I Blow Up Soon, Will - I - Make The Moves
Will I Make My Self A Fool? You Betta Stay Tuned

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