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, it's like, a friendship, and a business partnership, and, we have to always be concious of the difference, between em; because y'know, some things can happen, that'll ruin one or the other, so, we alwa-we always stay concious of those things, those obstacles that can, y'know trip us up, because we ain't trying to go out like that, "friends" "business", ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhrahhahhh!, c'mon! motherfucker! yeah!. gangstarr! gangstarr! m.o.p. ghetto people!, son you're supposed to be my man, but you ain't wise enough to realize, this is b.i. see i wanna taste the whole cake, some things in this industry, shit be so fake, make no mistake, if you're my man you'd understand, about the plan, to stack hundreds of grands, and how to stand, on much more acres of land, and to expand from the days of goin hand to hand, so like i was ceo i do my thing son, and turn this underground rap thing to my kingdom, release a fistful, of rhymes for the fiscal year, mc's are wishful fuckin with this here, they stuck with the tear, for fear they foresake a brother's love, it's clear -- i'd have to be the better man i'm thinkin, the 7th letter man ain't got no time for petty speakin, so we go our seperate ways i see the fork in the road, i know i blessed you with a portion of gold, and some good fortune to hold, so keep that, while i keep it movin, just like truckloads, of interstate cargo, taxin niggaz like u.s. embargoes, you my man like i said so all the best, you shoulda known we do shit differently than all of the rest, can't afford to let a link be, loose in the chain, it's time for us to get mad more, juice in the game, you're buggin son that's word to billy and fame, so i'ma stay the game, that we play to win, so i don't care what you say to her or say to him, the object son, is to excel and lead, and niggaz be bluffin fallin for nothin but greed, if it's animosity, let me know, if you plottin to stop my dough, time to go!, gangstarr, m.o.p. nigga, tryin to blow!, if you my man you could understand!, i'm true to myself y'all, and i'm a down ass nigga!, so don't fool yourself, clown ass nigga!, i always been the type of cat that'll put it on ya, since back in the days when laze snatched me off the corner, and every since then, the whole game changed, everybody's against, lil' ass fame, they wanna see me stretched out with my back smokin, left for dead in the street with my back opened, so i don't keep friends i just roll with, niggaz i was raised with, went out in a blaze with, in the penile, to b.ville, down to grayson, and we thick together, in these last days kid, so i don't have what you call friends, cause when it's on then they gone in the end!, but i'ma handle my business indeed, cause niggaz be bluffin fallin for nothin but greed!, hey yo what happened to the love soldier? it never crossed my mind, that you would doubt my love inside and test my pride, i divide, anything that i got, with my m.o.p. staff -- we all and we out!, to the first family loyalty, is no game, we them type of niggaz that, money won't change, we all aim, for the big picture, but to me it don't mean shit if your dogs ain't witcha, i sacrifice my main arteries -- why nigga?!, ain't nobody never loved me, like my niggaz, see my business is my friendship and my friendship is my business, can i get a witness?!, hey yo we went through all out wars, half-assed tours, travelled 'cross this land with heavy contraband, and you ain't never got to, second guess or question the love of william danze, i am invaluable, to my niggaz, cause they all rest there in thirty-two -- better than nothin!, think of william when they start bustin, i hold you down, i'll be around!, "friends" "business"

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Artist: gang starr