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No Idea`s Original

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Uhh, uhhUhhh, uhhh, uhhh[Intro: repeat 2X]No idea`s original, there`s nothin new under the sunIt`s never what you do, but how it`s doneWhat you base your happiness around material, women, and large paperThat means you inferior, not major[Nas]If niggaz could look inside my mind, you`ll findwhere bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who dimesGo to the center, enter with caution, past the braincell graveyardwhere weed`s responsible for memory lossLet`s witness, the horrific, the stench`ll make you nauseousSee what I seen every day I live with this tortureLightin spliffs up to stay high like 24 hoursSleep with my heat, wash with my gun in the showerMy tongue is power, it thrills women, kills demonsLong as I`m still breathin I`m still winnin, I`ll teach `emThe hood converted from trey bags to 20`s a girlEverybody had money, every summer was real illFour-finger rings, dope dealers, `caine/Kane"No Half Steppin`" with flat tops when Rakim reignedRadios on card tables, Benetton, the Gods buildinAsk for today`s mathematics, we Allah`s childrenAnd this was goin on in every New York ghettoKids listened, Five Percenters said it`s pork and Jell-oWe coincide, we in the same life, maybe a time differenceon a different coast, but we share the same sunlightYour part of the world, might be like colors and gangsWhile on my side, brothers`ll murder for different thingsBut it all revolve around drugs, fame and shortiesStuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same storyFrom, Czechoslovakia to Texas metropolisThem, treacherous rocksters in the Mexican mafiasBe scrappin with tats on they back, violent warsNothin less than a lethal injection if ever caughtCourtrooms, eagles and flags, American styleWhile in our world, the ghetto stays incredibly foulWatchin for paint chips, don`t want no led in yo` childBut them gangstas put lead in yo` child, the bezzy be outThe chain be like a hundred KShinin since Roxanne Shante` made "Runaway"; that`s been a minuteGenesis is deep, my features are that of a GodIt`s not a facade it`s a fact, these rappers wanna be NasMy Exodus doesn`t existI`ll never leave the streets, it`s all in my mindEven with sleep I`m duckin nines in my dreamsSi-rens, wide awake, why`d I think it would changeCan`t hide when you famous or even try to do the same things likeSomebody`s always watchin, my lifeBefore I, walk out the door I size up every optionEyes cut every direction, it`s like God or gunsWhich is better protection? Can`t decide, that`s a hard oneI mean they wanna see me in prison, the chains bamboozledHeadline readin "Rapper Slain From a Man Shootin"

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