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Del Tha Funkee Homosapien
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Don't Forget
作词：Teren Delvon Jones, Sam Rivers
Don't forget ya niggas, my rep gets bigger
And figgers on my checks, flex, like Hercules
When I flow with ease usin' lingo that'll bring mo hoes
Front and center enta this blissful twist
Full of fun, for my niggas here's another one
You get a hand shake and take a copy of the UNA
We're doin' a service and who are they?
Questions and answers and we can sure
Capture the spirits in ya soul 'cause the man's pure and furious
'Cause curiosity killed the cat why fill the gat
With lead and amp, amp, leave a nigga dead?
But if you was that nigga, don't sweat me
'Cause if I was that nigga I wouldn't pull the trigga
Protect yourself but don't project yourself into trouble
'Cause, you'll perish, there is some things I never forget
Police sweats when we out posted like marionettes
We jets, unless them hands be empty
They lookin' for niggas, yeah, they not allowed to peel me
Don't forget your niggas
Don't forget ya niggas even if they low down, niggas
'Cause I sho found niggas down on they luck
Here's a pound and a buck
And you better not spend it on no booze
Choose what is more important, I'm a nigga who will 'ford shit
Before it starts we score with heart artistic values
And I'll use a portion of the brain other niggas is ignorin'
Ya snorin' what's up my niggas
Hi niggas, I figures, I'm the nigga
Who can rig a rhythm to ya soul plain and simple
Then pull, other tricks out my sleeve and leave unseen
Clean and slicklike, niggas need to get they shit right
For they step to hieroglyphics, it might prove fatal
So move, wait till I'm dona I use fun and fabrications
For your imagination, wastin', spillin', blood
When I'm ill and depressed 'cause I take it out on others
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Not the brothers, just record executives
And I bet you give up ya cash
When I leave you with a gash in ya ass
'Cause I had a heart when I started
Now I departed and I'm back again
Give me ends 'fore I bust into ya office squeezin' triggas
Because you, because you, 'cause you forgot us niggas
Don't forget your niggas
Now peep, I knew a nigga that was large
That nigga used to rap good, now I'm askin' him
Perhaps, could you tell me how you fell off?
Yet you was well off but now the real niggas think ya soft
'Cause we beat rhymes you can't keep up with the times
It seems you have styles combined from other fools
And you'll discover who will be a real nigga
You da man, you supposed to skill niggas
When you say you will, you don't display you skill
And still you throw your niggas out the doors
Scores of years ago you was bros
But now you got a little dough
And yeah, you tryin' to play him like a hoe
But I don't think so, he ain't a puppet
Enough with that shit, take that job
Stuff it up ya ass, just gimme enough for gas
I'm rough and I can last and get my own phuckin' cash
Well, that's that and what do you get for that?
Ooh, you dirty rat, how could you forget the fool
That was down wit ya in school? Ya'll use ta shoot pool
Ya sorry busta, never could trust a nigga
Think he's so large that nobody can thrust him
Out the pilot seat, ejected, you forgot ya nigga
Ya assed out, expect it
Don't forget your niggas
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