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Hook: Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs! (4x)

Verse 1:
I step outta the front door/
Music is inflatin' my ego/
It's hard to just let go/
Beats bang and it thumps in my torso/
The streets make repeat it like ~echoes~/
The picture they're paintin', it makes me want to live life dangerous/
Makes me want to be rich and famous/
I know it ain't righteous, but they can make it look so enticin'!/
It attacks my ears like its TYSON!/
Takes a bite at my conscious/
Watch me bob my head to some nonsence/
Rob, steal, KILL and speak bondage/
I could be truthful, I used to be silent/
But it got your boy straight feeling real violent (HA HA HA)/
I'm using the ladies, I used to respect them/
But now ya boy will say anything just to sex-t them (Mmmmm~)/
I used to modest, I used to be honest/
Now I do anything to get those dollar$ (Ohhh yeah~)/
Because I love ♥ :

Hook (2x)

Verse 2:
Record Execs make a Killin'/
Yeah, We can pay you in millions/
Ca$h to the ceilin'/
Don't trust your CONVICTIONS or feelin's/
You'll just be misleadin' some children/
Their parents will blame you/
You just communicate what you've been through/
They don't understand you're a black dude/
And one who does R.A.P. too/
They just complain and they hassle/
They would do it too if they had to/
You just make paper/
We don't need to know where it came from/
You didn't make the rope which they hang from/
Cocaine or that hand gun (BOOM!)/
Everyone has something to say, bro/
This is the country of freedom/
You can have women, you can have diamonds/
This is what sells: greed, sex, drugs, and violence/
Package these items; Get people to buy them/
And one day you can be an Executive Giant/
PRODUCE AND $ELL!!!/

Hook (2x)

Verse 3:
Who at fault for ignorin'/
Paul shooting Ray for them Jordans?/
Is Nike extortin'?/
The loyalty of poor man's emotions/
Without them they feel less important/
And how about athletes?/
You know they come from the same back streets/
Yo they could make them shoes a lot more cheap/
And how about rappers?
They boast about evil/
They say the same stuff they got copied from kinkos/
And what of the wealthy, who keep on complainin'?/
They ask for legislation and they think that'll change men/
And what about churches?
They've become obsolete!/
Lets call more meetings just to talk about outreach/
And have more workshops, and hear more men speak/
And just repeat all the deep thoughts of dead men, get it?/
Who's without blame here?/
I guess were all guilty/
In the core of man's heart, yeah we're all filthy/
Man has no standards, he think he has answers/
We all got a disease; it's much worse than cancer/
Its beef with the Father, He wants your allegiance/
We play God's role, yeah it's like we don't need Him/
But He hates/

Hook (2x) ((Whhhaaaaattt? (3x) That's what they want (3x) ))