Step In The Arena 2 (I'm Sayin')

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Police sirens [Doo Wop] Once you step in the arena, cheater YOu gon' see what the fuck *I said* Listen up, *I said* A whole lot of things on the minds of most of my mens But they shy, so may I Say things that currently, common thugs wondering Like If I made a hot beat, could I fuck Lil' Kim Why did Ron Artest flip on the fans But ain't do shit to Ben Wallace, knowledge Do the one son, who is son Ay yo Guru *Peace Wop* stop playing There's a certain sucker, imposter, rocking your name It's kind of lame, it's kind of strange When they know GangStarr, go back far Rap's throwback, splat, hold that dawg Engineer that ass back to ass-cap dawg So you could fine-tune your membership card [Guru] Why don't you step in the arena, cheater You gon' see what the fuck *I said* listen up *I said* Got a whole lot of things on my mind I want to spit, I ain't shy *I said*, so may I *I said* Does this idiot here, have any fucking idea How many mics I've touched in my illustrious career Got mass appeal, to get a rep, I grab the steel Code of the street, and not they have to kneel Before the bling era, NYC had it locked Have we forgot *I said*, I'll blow your spot *I said* I'm from the days of when Big and Pac used to be tight Known to get loose with a mic, I'm used to the fight Listen, I ain't your average meat-rapper I'm well acquanted with beats So of course we keep clappers Forget the politics and who's supposed to be nice I represent what a MC's supposed to be like [Doo Wop] Hennessy was a popular drink and it still is My name is Wop, considered one of the illest Mixtape inovador, spit plus kill a fader Never did a bid, but the kid know how to spit a razor Born in east LA, but the Bronx raised me up What you want *I said* *I said* We could get it crunk, cracking or popping This is Wop, and what, the hole locked [Guru] I could see clearly now, the rain is gone Solar supplying tracks we getting famous on Bodies got laid out once the bangers rung But they still want to play, knowing the game is done One over, we bring the slaughter like fluff waters Boy it's deadly *I said* You not ready *I said* I put in work like a factory Have you losing your faculties You heard me *I said* you not worthy

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