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    Intro: Jeru
    Yo, are you a pimp, a hustler?
    No I'm not.
    Are you a man, and can you stand alone like a man has to sometimes?
    Yes I can.
    Are you willing, to go out there and save the lives of our children,
    Even if it means losing your own life?
    Yes I am.
    I believe you Jeru, you're ready.
    *You've no-no-nothing to worry about*
    Verse One:
    Now, I don't push a Lex
    Others had their turn to flex, Jeru is up next
    All, these so called players up in the rap game
    Got brothers on the corner selling cooked cocaine
    It used to be LaToya and, jim hats
    But now it's uzis macs and, g-packs of cracks
    Everybody's psycho or some type of goodfellow
    But me I keep it real that's all swine like jello
    Don't drink Cristal, and I can't stand Mo
    Never received currency for moving a kilo
    Or an ounce, make em bounce to this fake-pimp free flow
    I never knew hustlers, confessed in stereo
    Or on video get caught you'll know who turned State's
    Evidence, murder weapon, confession and fingerprints
    Mama always said watch what comes out your mouth
    Tight case for the DA from here to down South
    Knowledge wisdom understanding like King Solomon's wealth
    You're a player but only because you be playin yourself
    Chorus:
    With all that Big Willie talk, hop, you're, playin yaself
    With all that big gun talk, bop, you're, playin yaself
    With all that rah rah rah, you're, playin yaself
    You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself
    With all that rah rah rah, you're, playin yaself
    With all that big gun talk, bop, you're, playin yaself
    With all that Big Willie talk, hop, you're, playin yaself
    You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself
    Verse Two:
    Now these ladies is lookin pretty from city to city
    I refined a few I met, around the country
    The nitty gritty, it's all reality, no question
    Actual fact like tight jeans cause yeast infections
    And sisters with good minds, get no respect when
    Their ass is all hangin out, playin the bar section
    Of the club shake what your mama gave ya, back to the lab
    I drop the truth, cause rhyming is more than just my craft
    Or a way to get ass, or fast cash, or blasted
    Black women, make sure you're respected
    When niggaz is kickin that old off the wall shit, let em know
    From jump: "Dead it", you're not ignorant
    Knowledge wisdom understanding is the key to wealth
    Put some clothes on that ass if you respect yourself
    Chorus:
    With those hooker type wears hon you're, playin yaself
    With those skin tight jeans baby you're, playin yaself
    Everything all exposed you're, playin yaself
    You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself
    Everything all exposed you're, playin yaself
    With those skin tight jeans baby you're, playin yaself
    With those hooker type wears hon you're, playin yaself
    You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself
    Verse Three:
    Now, I don't bust a tec, bubble drugs
    In the projects, or use mics to sell sex
    Niggaz, nowadays is all about this
    So much ying yang, it's ridiculous
    If you got so much cheese where are the black distributors
    And these record companies shake em down like mobsters
    But impostors, like commercial locks are not rastas
    Always fakin moves, never, makin moves
    Asses shake, bottles pop, the government is breakin down
    You fools, you work all week and give the devil back his loot
    For jewels, and the steak on your plate is filled
    With chemicals, still, brothers leave brothers
    All battered and bruised, on the streets
    Won't see snakes on my feet
    The race is on, but I won't compete
    In this competition, because I have a greater mission
    I hope that you listen
    Knowledge wisdom and understanding brings, long life
    And health, think anything else and ya playin yaself
    Chorus:
    So all that Big Willie talk, hop, you're, playin yaself
    And all those skin tight jeans hon you're playin yaself
    And all that rah rah rah, you're, playin yaself
    You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself
    And all those hooker type wears baby you're playin yaself
    And all that big gun talk money you're playin yaself
    Everything all exposed you're, playin yaself
    You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself
    *Posdnous: "I don't play"*

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