That'z How It Iz

(Buckshot)

Keep thinkin' it's easy, like all you gotta do is

Spit a hot verse to get on, and cop them new whips

Hah, joke's on you kid, you hot on your block

But not off your block, you need to pay more dues, kid

"Hold up, hold up, rewind that, I want y'all to hear

that again"

Keep thinkin' it's easy, like all you gotta do is

Spit a hot verse to get on, and cop them new whips

Hah, joke's on you kid, you hot on your block

But not off your block, you need to pay more dues, kid

I know you wanna and ****, cause on the streets

Rap is bigger than crack to flip

You like, watch me turn the o to a ki'

In one day, and one day turn to one week

See? I know you love the chains and the jeeps and

Hoes in the videos, make it so neat, like 'damn'

All I gotta do is learn, to spit a hot 16, and it's my turn?

'Nuff la to burn - I earn my dues

Wanna do what I do, *****, learn the rules

Rule one, what's that, never bite, cause when you bite

That's like rockin' ya man's drawers at club night

Ill, dis-gusting, keep bustin' flows

You wanna **** like 'keep bustin', whoa

Pause, rule number two and three

Is the same as four, respect the laws

Five is, what you in this for?

Cause there is guide in this rap ****, this ain't no image, pa

(Chorus: Buckshot)

It's not a game, in this game, everybody want bills

Everybody want mills, thatz how it iz

You can't explain the greatness, no fakeness

No imitation, thatz how it iz

Everybody wanna blow in the game

Some don't go long in this thang, that's how it iz

You can ask kids, the fact is

This rap ****, is not for the average

(5FT.)

It's not about, doing a demo, and gettin' on

It's about handling business, being focused and strong

It takes, a hell of a lot, to make it to the top

Your blood, your sweat, meltin' in the pot

Puttin' in work, around the clock

See this **** don't stop, it goes beyond

Studios, and the press shot

Originality rules, when you limit the style

You seen the fa-tality blues

Either you sound like Kiss or Jay, but y'all not them

That's when you lose, drown in the pool, before you could win

This is a grown man's game, with grown man's aim

Not everybody blowin' the game, is flowin' the same

You must perfect your craft, if you plan to blast

Take this, as a little, lesson to last

Instead of, gettin' the gash, you movin' to fast

Cause your eyes are locked on the bling bling and the cash

(Buckshot)

Shorty, I ain't gonna do ****, cabbage you

Say you nice, when you nice in average

You need to get your own flow mastered

Cause son already blew with that flow last year

(5FT.)

You claim you the nicest with identity crisis

Spit a whole heart to this jewel, cause it's priceless

Perfect to your tightest, your highest

Don't be a carbon copy, end up on the strike list

(Chorus x2)