| G.G.O., Ghetto Government Official
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| Razah, 4th Disciple
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| Hip hop is a way of life, it’s in my breath
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| The way I, breathe and step, not the way I dress
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| East to west, throw your arms right to left
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| Give me a mic and a crowd, and a turntable set
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| Alotta niggaz turned thugs, after 2Pac died
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| Puttin’dust in they weed, after they heard How High
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| KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
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| Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by's
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| Slick Rick was the kingpin of all fly guys
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| Rakim kept it civilized, now it be Nas
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| Kool G. Rap made rhymes for the organized crimes
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| On the Road to they Riches, selllin’nickels and dimes
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| Cypress Hill made you feel, How Can I Just Kill a Man
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| Niggaz turned killers after Wu-Tang Clan
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| Startin’formin’into groups, so they can put on they fam
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| Puff Daddy had you samplin’old records to dance
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| Biggie Smalls made you ball after One More Chance
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| The radio promotin’death, until there’s no more fans
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| Alotta playas wanna play, but the game is advanced
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| The true culture of this hip hop, let’s spread it to France
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| M.O.P., kept it hardcore, from Onyx to DMX
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| Now it’s on Soundscan sells and BDS
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| When the Fat Boys, to Big Punisher and Fat Joe
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| EPMD, to me was, the best duo
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| Nah, Run-DMC, still be number uno
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| Now every artist that you know, wanna drop solos
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| Half naked to sell records, in magazine photo’s
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| Back to '83, the era of the Treacherous Three
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| When the Cold Crush, bumrushed the Force MD’s
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| Now the pussy is free, but the crack cost money, oh yeah
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| Melle Mel, brought the mentals, but we couldn’t digest it Cause all the niggaz in the eighties started gettin’arrested
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| Sugar Hill caught an ill deal, Rapper’s Delight
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| Back when artists got signed just for grabbin’the mic
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| Kangols and rope chains, this when LL came
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| Ain’t nobody had a metaphor like Big Daddy Kane
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| Public Enemy was deep before Do the Right Thing
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| MC Shan had Queensbridge under his wing
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| Marley Marl did The Symphony, it blew instantly
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| Made hip hop history, now it’s industry
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| Everybody either look alike, or sound gimmicky
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| Not noticin’the energy was hid’in Tennessee
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| Never thought they ever see a young black Master P Go to France and see a white boy blacker than me Suge Knight or Eazy-E, had black labels
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| Why the rest eat the crumbs off the master’s tables |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Way of Life , by - 4th DiscipleSong from the album Digital Dope, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп