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Yeah 
  Ladies, make it hot, girls, make it hot 

  Mr.  International, passport pimpin 
  City street dweller every asphault different 
  Hittin with Jean and The Roots, my man Black Thought rippin 
  Now a glass goes whistlin, my rap flow's switchin up 
  Wait~!  The promoter bitchin, is this asshole trippin? 
  Why my cash flow missin? 
  Don't fuck around this is how I make a livin 
  Stop, listen, get the guap' 
  My kids can't eat my love for hip-hop 
  This ain't the circus, I don't see no big top 
  So - who ya tryin to clown your money like Chris Rock 
  Don't make me laugh with'cha funny money 

  Yeah, uhh, yeah, hehehehehe, ehyeah, yo 

  These promoters shady and they good for broken promises 
  Some of them scared of the hood so they only promote the colleges 
  I'm havin problems with excuses 
  Especially when it comes to my money and the contract is exclusive 
  They sell the tickets with'cha name up in lights an' shit 
  But when it's time to pay they came up with all type of shit 
  Or tried to pay me in marijuana 
  The crowd was so thin he blamed Osama and the Twin Tower bombers 
  In my pocket like a thief and there ain't no honor 
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  Livin all reckless like there ain't no karma 
  You ain't on punishment, I ain't your momma 
  I just had to expose the truth like Leonardo DaVinci when he paint Madonna 

  Hey, hey heyyyy, c'mon, uhh, whoa 

  Illegal business control America 
  Illegal immigration, gun control hysteria 
  The war on terror, war on drug, now everybody have vices 
  So we still gettin higher than gas prices 
  Yeah we have righteous MC's, ready to infilitrate 
  The system like a disease and bring it right to it's knees 
  Who ain't fuckin with the pay for play, that shit is gay 
  Get down with Blacksmith or get the fuck out the way 
  E'rything's straight!  Just get out from under the table 
  I'm not a pimp runnin a stable 
  I'm a kid with a vision runnin a label 
  With the freshest MC's with somethin to say too 
  We cuttin the umbilical cord from the navel 
  Willin and able to change the game for the better 
  A lot of crews claim they together 
  Then they fall apart and blame it on cheddar 
  Please~!  I stay professional in all my endeavors 
  So we about to blow like Parliament in "V for Vendetta" 
  They try to get you with the funny money