at 8 you're a sucker
at 7 a motherfucker
10
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1 reasons you'll never be this raw
my crew is representing for bk
don't play
or you might have to get crime watch around your way
cause brooklyn keep on taking it
still from way back
say black
trying to get that fortune like sajak
there must be at least twenty reasons you can't win and
in this rap game you're hopeless
here's a top ten
10's very simple and plain
it's petty crime
it's only '94 when you wrote your first rhyme
and now you think you got more skill than power tools
but never could your feet fit up in our shoes
you only got one delivery
one-dimensional rappers is dead as chivalry
don't get your spot blown up
block sewn up
i lift mc's to tone up
rip your zone up
i got more flavors than women's douche
make ends with mexicans and rock dreads in flatbush
9
you can't see mine
can't find mine
can't do mine
step to mine
when my crew find
a fronting-ass nigga
we get in this
you don't want to get beat and boxed like biz
you ain't wild cause you run with wild kids
now the chorus is gonna tell you what 8 and 7 is
at 8 you're a sucker
at 7 a motherfucker
6
i bury that ass like halle
all up on tracks like a trolley
my golly
like bob marley
we jammin'
by all means
and real gangsters don't talk shit in magazines
5
never judge a rapper by the song he make
some of the coolest rapping niggas will drop your ass in a lake
and on the other hand
some of them screaming keep it real"