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 shit, 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, nigga, 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 shit 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 shit, this ain't no image, pa [Hook: 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 shit, 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 shit 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 shit, 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 [Hook 2X]