"The Next Chapter"  Parental Advisory genre: Hip Hop
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	Label: Embassy Records ; produced by Robert Schaefer
	Lyrics i got beef , commercial ass rapper with gold teeth , take it from me things are never what they seem, and it aint about black and white no more, cuz a certain mcee just opened up doors for ever skin color ,race , nation, and creed ,so open up your eyes let your mind persive, that hiphop was born in the slums and streets and these rescent mcees hidden there lyrics with beats, im a a gift from the god, as old as mesieh, i got so much to offer so ill never stay silent , just relyin on violence, or to by into crime, then supply an allience , denieng diffience,applin the riots, yo im rhymin with vibiance, its all about timing, wanna push me then try it, so how am i surviving weighin 165 in the industry were skinny villians die and why , huh? hook- (2times) the next chapter when this records produced the next chapter disaster comes in twos the next chapter when this records produced came to warn you motherfuckers i got nothing to loose verse 2 ive seen styles change transform and rearrange, kissing dj christions ass just to get airplay, theres hell to pay djs' makin promises ,bottemless lies by promoters talkin shit, you aint a soldier , just an album promoter , i thought we was cool i guess i dont know ya, gettin gully make me laugh you so damn fony, dont need my homies help bitch ill do this by lonely, from freestyle battles open mics twice a week im performin constantly with no time to sleep, with a head full of red bull place me on a pedistool mirical lyrical strictly hypithetical, metally powerful will shower you cowerds who, make false promises ive shown to much gratitide i aint mad at you , releasing rage through hycoos, you cant compare to my extraordinary I.Q chorus (2 times) verse 3 im forced to wrtite torn gor cords and mics, more to life holdin on those swords and knives im always right , own all sorts of nines , told ya lies ..forced to live a normal life, im borderline loco, antisocial, told yall . got this whole globe in a chokehold, chromosomes packed with longevity rap, packin a mack in the fast hatch back of my ac(acura),im not a gangsta but ill do what it takes ta spray ya with the guage dump the clip then shank ya, spank waintin for your crue to jump in , you thought you was real , but you really.... wasnt , im not a blood or a crip, latin king or a hick, shit i formed my own miltia ORGANIZED INTERFERENCE, were the realist homeboy and you wonder who robbed ya, aint no pussies over here partner ,turn the page chorus (2 times)

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