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    Original bladhead Crooklynite rudeboy instructor
    I came back to lay down law motherfucker
    I'll crush you because you appear to be a sucker
    One more false move I'll grab my toast and I'll bust ya
    And you stop talking shit and pass the L
    Got mad clientel real niggas know me well
    Other rappers go on tour and stay in their hotels
    Me and my boys we're as true as they come son
    We come from some ill life experience and take rap serious
    I'm curious about the fakers and the frauds
    About the silly-ass broad and about all the bullshit going on
    So when I step into the club I come hardcore
    Rip the mic to shreds plus skunk before encore
    And after that I just max (max)
    Like Max Julien I'm the authentic Mack
    So just relax, and keep the cuts like a lance
    We gots no worries, we get the dough in advance

    Got to get the dough, got to run the show (Repeat 4x)

    Watch me, I got the bitch chumps on the spot, G
    And when I rock these fly honeys want to jock me
    So copy this one son, you fucking biter
    Shut the hell up, you're damn right I don't like ya
    I'll spit on your style, shit on your crew with a smile
    Fucks no, you ain't wild, we've been in your file
    You fantasy ruffneck, go bluff with your tec
    But you'd better show respect or blood will drip like sweat
    Check yourself because now there's doo doo in your pants
    I enhance the dance and get the loot in advance

    Got to get the dough, got to run the show (Repeat 4x)

    "Doe in Advance" is the name of this tune
    You know what's up hops, GangStarr's in the room
    Soon you'll feel the boom of masterpiece from the East
    Nuff respect to where you're from, just don't act dumb
    We drop the shit that's classic, you can't surpass it
    We lasted, and now we run shit, you bastard
    I'm like an ambush, moving on you quick
    Got more depth than shallow rappers cause my game is thick
    A thousand MC's in a week I subtract
    Cause the market's oversaturated with scrub acts
    Who wants to try next, and who wants to die next?
    I'm vexed with motherfuckers, whose dome should I fly next?
    Up from the alley, now the riches I acquire
    Cats are coming by the wire, rhymes are chariots of fire
    Call me the don, call me the man, or call me sir
    But never forget this nigga knows the score
    For cometition, yo there's no fucking chance
    My troop is popping through clocking dough in advance

    Got to get the dough, got to run the show (Repeat 4x)

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