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do it to death - rhymefest lyrics

yeahhh…uh
yeahhh…uh

[verse one] [phonte]
’bout a 9 on the richter scale
with a whole lotta mixtapes and sh-t to sale
soon as the lb hit the shelves
y’all n-ggas is -ss out like chip & dale’s
not rescue rangers, we don’t rescue strangers
who jump ship, ’cause they ain’t think our ship would sail
and now they tremblin, cause tay’s the gremlin
who won’t let y’all n-ggas eat after twelve
me and my team, yeah we be lampin’
and let y’all silly n-ggas, yeah we be laughin’
y’all ain’t gory fellas, y’all, are storytellers
on some, “well y’know this one time at band camp…” sh-t
you don’t wanna go to war with the captain
tell ya boy to fall back like he was relapsin’

[chorus]
i’ma do it to death! (yeahhh…)
i’ma do it to death! (uh)
i’ma do it to death! (yeahhh…)
i’ma do it to death! (uh)

[verse two] [supast-tion]
you can voice your opinion, you could front on my lp
criticize all you want but can’t none of ya tell me (what?)
that i don’t deserve this, you lucky that we breathin
trust me, there’s a reason i’m runnin’ with lb
and we ain’t goin out maine, crippled by the industry
since rollin’ out, the fame triple tremendously
the hunger still there, must i remind these dudes?
when dinner is frozen pizza and chinese food
i’m self-managed, self-made, and certainly self-centered
n0body would take the job so i cast myself in it
(by choice) i’m independent, you’ll understand in a minute
learn from all the red tape, i went through in the beginnin’
(gimme mine!) but see the bad side of supast-tion
i’ma do it to death and here’s proof i did it, ya know?

i’ma do it to death! (yeahhh…)
i’ma do it to death! (uh)
i’ma do it to death! (yeahhh…)
i’ma do it to death! (uh)

[verse three][rapper big pooh]
youngin you write cautious, i flow nauseous
you datsun, we porsches; stirrin’ up losses
for bosses or so-called bosses
runnin back home to you porches, nauseous
cause and effect, it’s because of me
you don’t get no respect, and you ain’t learned yet
that you are no threat, and i will not fret
i get more love than you on your own set
i’m willin to bet you got someone in ya ear
tellin you, all the pretty sh-t you wanna hear
like how you gon really put a end in my career
keep sayin, “you a beast” muh’f-cker, not here
cause i am the king, and this is my throne
and all that treason will not be condoned

[chorus]
i’ma do it to death! (yeahhh…)
i’ma do it to death! (uh)
i’ma do it to death! (yeahhh…)
i’ma do it to death! (uh)

[verse four] [rhymefest]
this is the black civil war (war); poor vs. the poor
hood vs. the block, what’s down south vs. the north
small town vs. the big city (city)
kinda like pac vs. biggie
we get to see the he-rs- creep
up the street, while the labels is thirs-ty
laughin and placin’ bets like, (ha ha) “who gon have the biggest first week?”
wooow! see james brown bit the dust
everybody said, “don’t n0body speak for us!!”
you can’t tell a n-gga sh-t, turn the speakers up
get the freaks for us, light the reefer up
all that malcolm x {?} too deep for us
yeah, you right so that spells defeat for us
naw i’m wearin my vest, and i’m loadin’ my tec
and i’m reppin my set, what da f-ck you expect?! blaow!!

[chorus]
i’ma do it to death! (yeahhh…)
i’ma do it to death! (uh)
i’ma do it to death! (yeahhh…)
i’ma do it to death! (uh)

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