text: Uhh...
  Uhh, yeah
  Wont stop niggas
  Somehow the rap game remind me of the crack game
  Jigga! Feel me!
  Pa-pause, told ya motherfuckers, told ya
  See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke
  Uhh, Roc-A-Fella
  Geyeah
  We treat this rap shit just like, handlin weight
  What they want we give it to em, what they abandon we take
  Hit a rapper with consignment, let him know its at stake
  Put his ass in the studio, let him cook up a cake
  When its hot, get on my money spot in every state
  Like the wiz in Camelot, the mom-and-pops is the gate
  But first we scope shit, advertise in every area
  Let the fiends know hey, we got some dope shit
  Gon need a middle man, so we look to radio
  Let em test the product, give em a promo show
  Just a breeze, not enough to catch a real vibe
  Then we drop a maxi single and charge em two for five
  Aint tryin to, kill em at first just, buildin clientele
  So when the album drops the first weeks its on sale
  But when demand grows its time to expand yo
  You dont want no garbage papi, its ten grand per blow, fo sho
  Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
  See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke
  Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
  See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke
  Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
  See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke
  Ge-ge-geyeah
  I got that uncut raw to make a fiends body jerk
  Got your whole block now, pumpin my work
  My CDs is like keys for you Willies who
  Like to floss my cassette tapes in sixty-twos
  And my singles like gems, you know the treys
  Get you high for a while, but the, high dont stay
  You need another fix, you better cop these last two bricks
  Cause when this shit flip, Ima get on some other shit
  Never pitchin for a label, Jiggas the hook-up
  You know my shit is fishscale, yall niggas is cook up
  Just blow up, scream my name from Brooklyn to Da-kota
  They know my shit stretch without the bakin soda
  Went from an eighth, to a quarter, to a half a key
  Prioritys work wasnt right so I switched factories
  Now Im the new nigga, who figured Id get the game locked
  Now watch how the prices of your cocaine drop, papa
  Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
  See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke
  Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
  See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke
  Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
  See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke
  Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game
  See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke