| Who came in the game
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| And ran the underground just by sayin' his name
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| Mike Jones-Jones, the dude that’s so smooth
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| In 7 months he blew, split haters in 2
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| I started off movin' rocks, til' I got my name hot
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| Now my plot is to jump in rap and wreckshop
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| Some said I’ma flop, now they scared cuz I’m hot
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| I’m on top and they not so they wanna hate and knock
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| I’m in demand, thanks to all my fans
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| How he blew up so fast, some don’t understand
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| I’ma man with plans, I hit the road for grands
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| Depend on self, never depend on man
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| Cuz man 'll leave you stuck, fucked with no bucks
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| Outta luck, want some cash you better hustle up
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| Cuz ain’t shit comin' free cuz it ain’t come free to me
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| So you gon' have to grind hard just like me
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| To get paid, either that or minimum wage
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| My advice I’m bout to give you take this here to ya grave
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| You don’t work, you don’t eat, you don’t grind, you don’t shine
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| No if and’s or but’s, bottom line-line
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| You don’t work, you don’t eat, you don’t grind, you don’t shine
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| No if and’s or but’s, bottom line |