| Bad Boy is finished
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| Death Row is finished
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| Roc-A-Fella is finished
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| Ruff Ryders is finished
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| All these old rappers trying to advance
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| It’s all over now, take it like a man
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| I can tell from your eyes you ain’t used to me
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| Nigga, don’t look surprised, just get used to me
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| These old rappers ain’t half of what they used to be
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| I go hard, man, I’m what the Lox used to be
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| Dear industry, these rappers is shit
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| Niggas like Mike Tyson: flabby and sick
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| Don’t wanna move for this new shit?
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| I’m the new shit, step aside, make way for this new shit
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| Check soundscan, homie, you’re washed up
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| You think you’re still hot? |
| You got to be on dust
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| In the hood niggas like «Puff still rapping, dog?
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| You seen his video? |
| What he’s still dancing for?»
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| For the niggas that’s trapping on the block
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| Duke been a millionaire, I ain’t rapping about the block
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| And it’s not that I’m trying to come at Hova
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| I’m just trying to make these old niggas move over
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| Cash Money is dead
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| Wu-Tang is dead
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| No Limit is dead
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| Foxy give good head (Ha ha ha)
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| All these old rappers trying to advance
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| It’s all over now, take it like a man
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| Ayo hold up, man
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| You can’t be on these records talking like that
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| Nigga is you crazy? |
| You’d better watch your mouth
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| Nigga what’s wrong with you?
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| I’m just trying to change the game, homie
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| You know what it is, out with the old, in with the new
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| Hustle Hard for life, ain’t nothing stopping us
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| Sorry, Big, I had to bury Junior Mafia
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| I whooped their ass black, they ain’t gon bang back
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| And Lil Cease, I’ll never give his chain back
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| They say I built my career off of controversy
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| I tell 'em look at my life cause something cursed me
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| Ten years trapped in the jail, look what it’s done to me
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| That’s why I’m giving y’all hell, y’all better come for me
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| Mama, pray for your first son
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| Nigga tried to rob me, you shot him with his own gun?
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| I ain’t did shit, man, tell that to the D. A
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| Seen me bragging about robbing rappers for their jewelry
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| Old wack niggas, sit it down, it’s not your day
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| Either move on or get moved on, OK?
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| You used to be hot, but look at you, you’re tossed up
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| You had your shot, nigga give the ball up
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| Bad Boy is finished
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| Death Row is finished
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| Roc-A-Fella is finished
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| Ruff Ryders is finished
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| All these old rappers trying to advance
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| It’s all over now, take it like a man
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| Cash Money is dead
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| Wu-Tang is dead
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| No Limit is dead
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| Foxy give good head (Ha ha ha)
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| All these old rappers trying to advance
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| It’s all over now, take it like a man
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| Everybody talking about: oh, New York messed up, man
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| We gotta come back, we gotta… we gotta get our… we gotta get our mojo back
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| Nigga what the fuck you talking about?
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| It’s these old niggas trying to repackage themselves and resell themselves
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| Cutting their hair off and all kinda shit like that
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| Working out and slimming down, getting gastric bypasses and all kinda shit like
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| that
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| Man, fuck these niggas, if they ain’t trying to help the movement, man
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| Then they’re against the movement, ya heard? |
| We need a new movement, man
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| This what it is, nigga |