[Hook:]



Somebody's gotta be there when it gets ugly



Somebody's gotta be there when it gets bloody



Somebody's gotta get their hands dirty



Yo, it's a f***ed up job but somebody's gotta do it



Somebody's gotta come up with a plan



And be there when the sh** hits the fan



I hope ya'll out there understand



Look man it's a f***ed up job, but somebody's gotta do it







[Riq Gees:]



Yeah ya'll, ideal for a lyrical perfectionist



Raw, that's what every soldier in my collective is



Thought, control level is that of a gold medalist



My level headedness make it come off so effortless



The rebel is a opposite extreme of devilish



Back setting it with the answer to your deficit



My track record is hot sh**, consecutive



Smug, I got game just like a record executive



A kiss to the feminine girls loving a gentlemen



A genius slash gangsta with a skill for swindling



Bet on Black



Bet these cats that's all gelatin



Will fall back spittin' them raps that's unintelligent



Raps that cap, rabid rattlin' out the gattlin'



Crippling rhymes whistlin' past, blow you back in



Smellin' your blood now I'm huntin'



Blowin' your front in for frontin' what up cousin?



Oh, now it's nothin'



Yo, you can't go beyond a point of no returning



I flip like my name Turner



That's for certain nigga, Ted Turner, Nat Turner, nigga Ike Turner



The raw sojourner for truth



The mic burner







[Repeat Hook]







[Jean Grae:]



Mic malevolence defies violence I inherited



Others just rentin' it like rooms at the Sheraton



I gotta jones like Vanessa in the devil in-



And y'all cold like a show in the Netherlands



Cold shoulders and frozen aortic valves -



So I don't form pals - conform to norms - morals different



Gifted - use it to shift sh** a mutant shape shifter when I spit it I'm liquid



You could lick a million shots at the character of the body shell



They'll just richochette nigga aura's hard as hell



Before there was ain't hard to tell



The mic's cycle coincided right with mine as well



Since a minor I walked with the spine upstraight



I learned to rhyme to feed the dinner plate



I scraped barrel - even dined up on wine and steaks



Cuz in the bone same marrow that apartheid chased



The narrow margin with the haves and the have nots



Will get smaller as I approach - so watch your stash box



Fox logo if your fave is local



Get bruised till you're the color of the Laker's logo



This is work niggas







[Repeat Hook]







[Mac:]



I made it - ain't nobody believe in me



But this rap game is like selling coke legally



Ain't no innovations - that takes concentration



Nigga's celebrating not knowing the time they wasting



Killin' mics is one of my aesthetics



Rip very live so I'm an entertainer like Cedric



sh** they play on radio's now give me a headache



Can't slow me down I know where I'm headed



The profit on kill if you let it



Nigga's feeling energetic



Wanna rumble - guns will come out



Here come the paramedics



I'm just trying to live like I've Devin



Tired of my people failin'



We all sin - the devil, what di I tell em



Somebody gotta get their hands dirty and shoes muddy



I see things vividly, ya'll vision is blurry



Even if you hate - through my music you gone love



Everybody with me and they was with me when it was ugly







[Repeat Hook]

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