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Don’t Play

It’s been a
Long time coming but the blood doesn’t flow with the
Wait as we dead all the damn debate.
Anticipate this change gon come. You damn straight. Non
Stop till my name preceded by the great. I get
Around like digital Pac, and been around like the
Ice cream truck on your block, and hold it down with a
Squirt gun deep in your sink, spittin’ around tight
Wisdom making you think. If you around light
Sweetheart you can reflect. Don’t put it down cause you
Need art you cant respect. I know it sound not
Quite like what you expect. Type underground meaning
Not just after the check. If you predict this
Mist you can hardly detect will draw you up plus
Six then you stand correct. Lost and found no
Joke. If you sleep or neglect then suck a dick till it’s
Poking out the back of your neck. Now bring it in.


I heard nice guys finish last. But see this theory doesn’t
Quite explain the reason I’m letting yawl rat racers
Leave the gate ahead of time and still politely waiting
For you at the finish line. Some people find it so
Amazing how I put a rhyme together and bring it to
Life like Dr. Frankenstein. I hope you can handle the
Truth cause see I’m frank with mine. So it be seeming like I’m
Actin kinda stank at times. But see my lines are built for
Battle like a tank design. Running through obstacles like
Popeye during Spinach time. I got some rules and
Regulations to diminish crime. And if you follow’em you
Could become a friend of mine. Some catch amnesia with their
Lyrics and remember mine. Then they forget that it’s a
Tool I use to speak my mind. But then they even got the
Nerve to try to freak my rhymes. But they get ate like they was
Paint and I was turpentine. Now bring it in.


Its been a
Long time going but you still got a bounce in your
Neck till your problems feel neglect. Its
Incorrect if you still detect all of the stress from the
Folks that expect to divide your check. See that’s the
Shit that be making you think soon as your ship comes
In you’ll be ready to sink. The mind state got
Some scared of leaving their block. Phobiatic they’ll be
Going out like Biggie and Pac. Now meanwhile some will
Swing it and it come out great. Find a shorty give you
Wop till you can’t see straight. Tell her bounce in the
Morning she won’t even debate. Call her back next
Night and she just can’t wait. Peep the former home
Alone now he feel irate. Trying to front upon the
Style that the Live create. You hear the same word
Twice and wanna file a complaint. Well check the order of the
Line that’ll set things straight. Now bring it in.



from The Best Part, released May 2, 2001
Don’t Play
Background vocals: Ike and Swave of CVEES
Beats by 88 Keys for Locksmith Music
Guitar, Bass, Piano, and Moog played by Jeff Davis
Produced and arranged by 88 Keys, J-Live and David Kennedy
(C. Njapa, J. Cadet) Janitorial Duties / ASCAP, Only Child’s Brother’s Music / ASCAP



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