| All he had to do was just enjoy the ride
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| Get on my level (Business)
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| A Gang Starr with a gangster, on a mission
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| We come and infiltrate your whole cypher man (Art)
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| Business or art? |
| Fist or steel?
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| Industry or street? |
| Fake or real?
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| Cold or hot? |
| Truth or trash?
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| War or peace? |
| Longevity or cash?
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| Here’s one for SPIN, Billboard, and Rolling Stone
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| Hip Hop is so organic, it’ll grow on its own
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| We watch 'em throw money at it with clout and power
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| But after a while, things faded out and went sour
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| Somebody lost their shirt, execs got fired
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| Some artist went berserk, took mad drugs and got wired
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| Hundreds of thousands, up to millions in promo
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| All wasted on garbage, now, that was a no-no
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| Oh no, what’s gonna happen now to these fools?
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| These self-centered pricks were showered, proud of 'em too
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| Never that, 'cause I am the renegade realist
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| Street visionary, the end of days idealist
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| People often ask, «What's the key to longevity»
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| How I’m so consistent and bring the heat incredibly
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| Intelligence is vital and always stay hood
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| 'Cause this is our culture, and we need to make good
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| Business or art? |
| Fist or steel?
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| Industry or street? |
| Fake or real?
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| Cold or hot? |
| Truth or trash?
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| War or peace? |
| Longevity or cash?
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| Business or art? |
| Let’s pick it apart
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| If you ain’t spittin' out your heart, you’d be considered a mark
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| The bullshit gotta stop, 'cause when it’s business o’clock
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| You hear the tickin' and the tockin' on the digital watch
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| Yeah, time is money, and they don’t find it funny
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| They’ll show up where you live, make your environment bloody, buddy
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| They’ll kick in the door, tell you, «Get on the floor»
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| They bust a .9 and bust some rhymes, you like, «Gimme some more»
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| Askin' you where your heart is, but you an artist
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| You was never as hard as you said you was
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| Maybe lyin', wasn’t the smartest decision you ever made
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| 'Cause this business ain’t regulated
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| If you beefin' over beats in these streets, you’ll never make it
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| Now you singin' to cops, that’s your favorite tune, nigga
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| They ain’t got Yelp reviews for goons, nigga
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| Hip-hop, homie, that’s our lane
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| It’s Gang Starr with the Black Star gang
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| We bang-bang when it’s business or art
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| Business or art? |
| Fist or steel?
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| Industry or street? |
| Fake or real?
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| Cold or hot? |
| Truth or trash?
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| War or peace? |
| Longevity or cash?
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| All he had to do was just enjoy the ride
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| G-G-Get on my level (Business)
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| A Gang Starr with a gangster, on a mission
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| We come and infiltrate your whole cypher man (Art) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Business Or Art , by - Gang Starr. Song from the album One Of The Best Yet, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп