| Ay this is for everybody
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| That wanna get in the rap game
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| This is for everybody
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| That think you just get in the rap game
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| And blow up over night
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| This is for everybody that think
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| Its easy to be on T. V in front of limo’s
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| And buy rolex’s ha its better known
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| As bleed and suck look
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| (Verse One: Flip)
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| I started rappin when I was about thirteen
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| I was into basketball not this hip hop thing
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| I started doin talent shows I was bein curious
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| But I didn’t know one day I would be serious
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| I use to always freestyle until the end of the beat
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| And I use to take my demo’s to the end of my street
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| To another local rapper I thought could help
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| But in this rap game people all about theyself
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| So that made me work harder I picked up my pin
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| All though I kinda felt bad I picked up my chin
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| I made my own rap group Hustlaz Stackin Endz
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| And I can’t wait for me and Hump to drive a platinum benz
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| Its the biz
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| (where anything can happen)
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| Its the biz
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| (everybody and they mama be rappin)
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| Its the biz
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| (everybody gotta shine rule one
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| Read before you sign that dotted line)
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| (Verse Two: Flip)
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| So I started freestylin every chance I got
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| The word on the street was Lil' Flip is hot
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| I’m the hardest B. G rhymin in my state
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| Thats when C-Note let me do «Diamonds-N-Yo-Face»
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| Song was gettin played like fifty times a day
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| Then we hit the road doin shows tryna get paid
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| I started doin karioes tryna get out there
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| It didn’t take long for me to put another hit out there
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| Now I’m in the studio tryna make dollar bills
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| Some people owe me fa sho since they live down the street
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| Rollers actin like they broke (man show us some love)
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| I’m tired of hearin that shit all the time
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| Me and Hump puttin it down nigga I ain’t lyin
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| I got record labels mad cause I ain’t sign
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| Some niggas stealin my rhymes but I’m still gon' shine
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| If you can’t see this biz dirty then you must be blind
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| Its the biz
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| (I'm tryna survive)
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| Its the biz
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| (man forget a ninety five)
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| Its the biz
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| (boy the game is cursole sometimes
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| You just can’t think like the rest)
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| (Verse Three: Hump)
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| Its a dirty game but who’s to blame
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| I’m a stay independent y’all choose the fame
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| Ain’t nothin changed still workin the clock
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| 95 made outta wood and a sun roof on top
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| And when we sittin on ya block y’all beez in shock
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| Cause Houston got Lil' Flip like caddie have crop
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| When you see Sucka Free give us our props
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| Cause we run this rap game believe it or not
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| (Lil' Flip talkin)
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| Now you got two choices
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| You can be a rapper or you can be a C-E-O
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| Either you can be with the devil
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| Or you can be with god
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| Which one you wanna be with
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| (Verse Four: Flip)
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| And if you ain’t gettin sued then you might be suin
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| And if your fans ain’t clappin they might be booin
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| And if you ain’t gettin paid then you might not get paid
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| I’m sorry sometimes thats how the game gets played
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| And if you ain’t on tour you might not have one
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| Its 90% business the other half fun
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| Some niggas get raped for everything they earn
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| Its just like sex with no protection you get burned
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| Its the biz
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| (I'm Sucka Free)
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| Its the biz
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| (everybody want luxury)
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| Its the biz
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| (you know what I mean lets talk about
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| Contracts and get the green)
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| (Flip)
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| I heard… you got jacked for your ride
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| Its the biz
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| I heard… a nigga usin your lines
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| Its the biz
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| I heard… a nigga bought you a car
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| Its the biz
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| He said that he gon' make you a star
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| And you ain’t seen no money so far
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| Thats the biz and now you know
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| Knowin is half the battle thats the biz |