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(Willie D)Underground Master speaking (Lil' J)Yo D, what's up? (Willie D)Just chillin, man, what's up? (Lil' J)Give them Ghetto Boys a ring, man Hold up now (*dialing*) (Johny 'C')Geto Boys (Lil' J)Hey (Johny 'C')What's up, J? (Lil' J)Yeah man, I got Willie D on the other end (Johny 'C')What's up Will? (Willie D)What's up now, what's up, fellas? (Johny 'C')Y'know (Lil' J)Say fellas I been kicking a few lyrics in the back of my mind, man And I'm tired of muthafuckas disrespecting us Because we're black owned and won't sell out (Word) So check this out We need to get together And go to that other level of the game And do it like a G.O. (Johny 'C')Say no more, we're on the telephone (Willie D)We get them muthafuckas, man (Lil' J)Well, let's make em a offer they can't refuse (Juke Box) I'm back like a rebel making trouble I'm an assassin, kickin ass on the double No muthafucka alive's gonna stop me So fuck you and your goddamn posse (Willie D) It's time to step on some muthafuckin toes (Nah, D) man, fuck them hoes! The East Coast ain't playin our songs I wanna know what the hell's goin on Give me my card, radio sucker I'll kick your ass and take the muthafucka Everybody know New York is where it began So let the ego shit end (Prince Johny 'C') Black radio is being disowned Not by the other race, but its own A lot of bullshit records make hits Because the radio is all about politics Prince Johny 'C' is my identity Whoever you be (don't) (don't) (don't fuck with me) My last go The radio struck me with a low blow Now I'm doin it like a G.O. (Go, go, go, go.) (Let's make em an offer they can't refuse) (You wanna go to war? We'll take you to war, okay?) (Willie D) Everybody's coming with guns Niggas gettin pimped by Columbians They put em on the streets like a bitch Niggas slangin but the Puerto-Rican gettin rich I never sold the mess But if I did, it would be for my goddamn self Can you adjust to the wholesale bust Box, tell these muthafuckas what's up (Juke Box) When will you stupid muthafuckas learn In this game one way or another you get burned You end up behind bars Or lying on your back in a muthafuckin morgue And your gal'll find another nigga Cause the low-life bitch ain't nothin but a gold-digger I'd fuck her but my money is a no-no (Why?) I'm a hoe so I do it like a G.O. (Go, go, go, go.) (Let's make em an offer they can't refuse) (You wanna go to war? We'll take you to war, okay?) (Prince Johny 'C') Fucked up politics Those tie-wearin bitches can suck my dick They try to ban my style of teachin But freedom of speech allow me to keep speakin To the people, about shit like racism It's deep into the heart of the school system Whites get more funds from the state And this is why minorities learn so late (Willie D) Some of us make it to college And take a test to the highest degree with limited knowledge Most of us won't pass the bitch And those rotten-ass muthafuckas know this I'm not Malcolm X or Farrakhan After this one I guess I'll have to pack a gun So if you wanna fuck this brother You better be ready muthafucka Or you gonna have to G.O. (Go, go, go, go.) (Let's make em an offer they can't refuse) (You wanna go to war? We'll take you to war, okay?) (Willie D) Willie D is not a biggot and he won't be I just educate minds to reality This ain't no muthafuckin 'back to Africa' Try to pull that shit, we'll have a massacre (Juke Box) Our ancestors were killed at will Bought and sold like a used automobile We fought back to exist Now we're killing one another, ain't that a bitch (DJ Ready Red) Ready Red, I'm comin at ya I'm holdin my ground like a muthafuckin statue You take nothin from me, so stop trippin 'Less you want to take a muthafuckin ass whippin Bitch, muthafuck the KKK Wearing dresses and shit, what the fuck is they, gay? (Willie D) A color blind society we'll never be Unless we agree (in harmony) To do it like a G.O. (*phone conversation*) (Lil' J) Rap-a-Lot ('President of White Owned Records') Hey J, this is the President of White Owned Records We see you're still survivin but we want to ask you to keep your boys quiet If you don't, we will Or here's another alternative We take 95% of your company and you take 5 and we'll make you famous within 10 years It would take you a lifetime by yourself Because you know your people don't stick together What you say about that, boy? (Lil' J) Man, fuck you ('President of White Owned Records') I would advise you not to talk to me like that, boy Just who the hell you think you are anyway? (Lil' J) I'm Lil' muthafuckin J I ain'ts to be fucked with And if you wanna go to war I'll take you to war
Writer(s): Dj Akshen, Willie Dee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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