to the tune of DJ premier's summer smooth remix for big L (i hope)
When I was introduced to hip-hop, I thought my job simply entailed me to hate cops,
Now I'm making beats here, used to make geeks fear, failing again this year is my fear.
I'm not from Queensbridge, won't head Uptown, my goal is not go stroll around in Boogie Down.
I keep my peeps happy, streets savvy, Billboard Magazine surely know about me.
Much respect to Tu-pac, gotta love the Wu-block, wanna cop a nice blue gum drop.
Please don't disrespect me, don't wanna test me, non-believers - my pet peeves.
But I ain't a gangster, a pretty good prankster, love to cop money from the bank, sir.
From the Bay Area, will find many scarier, not safe to walk a British Terrier.
Got East Oakland, dudes call it Cokeland, for me its nothing more than a gun basement, / where kids get laced in, loves goes to all in Richmond, Vallejo and the Inland.
Seen youth go to jail, moms fail, dads bail, I hope their kids wont make crack sales.
Wrong route to go in, cop an education, don't wanna get smoked or work in Holidae-Inn.
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