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Little is known why I beckon & moan I see what's comin Madd brothers will be bumming After the math The drug lords brought the wrath Of those of us who once thought We needed to be weeded Bust, dust made that head bust I remember came after Cheba cheba had you wide like A receiver What looks like fire is ice Fall for the flame Catch it twice like Jerry Rice. Nice Against odds I recognize it is the cards Hard to be played back the jack of Spades BRIDGE Ashes to ashes blunts to blunts Some of these geez ain't real I seen em once Upon a time So many rappers and not enuff rhymes SongtexteI hope they around next year but I fear I'm all time and I'm down For the ruffness But what good is the rhyme Without substance CHORUS I rather be the underdog VERSE !! Nobody savin the time The rhyme never thanks Who be givin Ravin who on top of the charts Grabbin the Gavin Now I can't use my name Half the body be dancing head swoll But one thing I can do is finger roll The hit list grows like Pete Rose As I rise above who you recognize I wanna know that disguise Who are you? And wher'd you come from? See how you run First on a verse I gets vertical Flip works like a grammatical gigolo A head from many years ago I brought the noise on the R & B boys The chronological Or the ghetto celeb Never claimed the best Nor was I great at finesse But everything is everything And everything is real It appears I shift gears To the ears of my peers No appeal CHORUS I'd rather be the underdog VERSE III I'm low maintenance The picture I'm paintin Is just intelligence Not another nitwit You can get with Self haters, traitors Thinking now that later Turned they head Dissin something that I said I get ill on a beat track Make me wanna go back Way back Where it's not a trace of Baba Unplugged tempos From the drugged temple CHORUS I rather be the underdog BRIDGE Ashes to ashed, bluntz to bluntz Some of these geez ain't real I seen em once So many rappers and not enuff rhymes I hope they around next year And I fear Aus Songtexte Mania