Little is known why I beckon and moan I see whats 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 in the cards Hard to be played back and black the jack of all spades Ash to ashes blunts to blunts Some of these geez aint real I seen em once upon a time So many rhymers and not enuff rhymes I hope they around next year but I fear Im all time and Im down for the ruffness But what good is the rhyme without substance [Chorus] Now back to the underdog Now whooooo East to the.... Live from New York Its the underdog Who they least expected Live from New York Its the underdog Now whooooo East to the.... Live from New York Its the underdog Who they least expected Live from New York [Verse 2] Nobody savin the time The rhyme never thanks Who be givin Ravin who on top of the charts Grabbin the Gavin Now I cant 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 wherd you come from ? I dont know where you come from now 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 RB 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 Id rather be the underdog [Chorus] ...the underdog Now whooooo East to the.... Live from New York Its the underdog Who they least expected Live from New York Its the underdog Now whooooo East to the.... Live from New York Its the underdog Who they least expected Live from New York BRIDGE x4 Ashes to ashes blunts to blunts Some of these geez aint real I seen em once [Chorus] Its the underdog Now whooooo Live from New York Its the underdog Who they least expected Live from New York [Verse 3] Im low maintenance The picture Im 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 its not a trace of Babyface Unplugged tempos from this undrugged temple catalog I rather be the underdog ...the underdog Now whooooo East to the.... Live from New York Its the underdog Who they least expected Live from New York Its the underdog Now whooooo East to the.... Live from New York Its the underdog Who they least expected Live from New York ...the underdog Now whooooo East to the.... Live from New York Its the underdog Who they least expected Live from New York Its the underdog Now whooooo East to the.... Live from New York Its the underdog Who they least expected Live from New York
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