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Verse 1 - E Luv
Parents ain't home, once again it's on
E Luv: The Egregious I, 4 years outta Michigan
Where I got my education up at State and
I realize that no matter where you plan to go - or where you've been
Fools be triflin' - fools be hatin'
And you know what, sometimes I'm just like - motherfu-- them
On one hand, I count my friends
Cause it's not about who don't luv you, but who do
That's why I stay to myself or either roll with The Mac-X Crew
They’ve always had my back
So I went back to where my niggaz been down since way back
BG Niggaz like GMNT, Earl Solow, and DJ VoiceCrack
Any many people laugh at me sayin' it's not that deep
But fu-- it, let's do the math, learn why I always harp on loyalty
1 of 4 planes fought against them terrorists
One quarter is a fu--ed up average
So I choose to align myself with that 25%
Spare me the disappointment, take the bullet - all the rest is bullshi-
Am I a bad judge of character
Or does that empathy thing just make me vulnerable
Who the fu-- knows, but we don't play those games in Buffalo Grove
Motherfu-- them other hos, this be the life I chose
Introverted but I'm never alone
Motherfu--ers grow apart because of lack of heart - frontin' from the fu--in' start
When it went dark, couldn't play your fu--in' part
No luv for the other side, it's just us
Deadly jaded annal of hope from the depths of death in the midst of chaos
Verse 2 - E Luv
The first verse was about friends
We weren't borne blood, but sometimes they all I got
Somethin' happen to them - let's not return of the days of no blood clot
Back when I was on some - I luv the smell of rain
I can feel the rage
That be some shi- reserved for those who wanna cut down the family tree
Takin' down family, blood or otherwise, is the only way to hurt me
Thought OJ was bad, wait until chop off your fu--in' head - mount that shi- on your showerhead
Toss your body out the window - that way I know you dead
Whether you was a thug, constantly crunk in a club
A Marine that served three tours somethin' tough
Roll the fu--in' dice, savin' throw - test your luck
What you perceive is someone from the suburbs who hasn't seen the same battles as you
...To fu-- wit' the crew
That's just exactly what I want you to believe
Just for when you do something to me - that retaliation you will never see
Comin' - how can someone from the suburbs come so vicious
I be the king of grudges - my form of aggression is quite listless
These punk motherfu--az must wanna die
Fu-- them motherfu--az and don't even ask me why, shi- I don't know why
Why ask why? - they all must wanna die, I guess that's why
Shoulda just saved themselves the anxiety
War is hard, peace is easy
Peace to Jimmy Blades, Gutted Babies and Pretty Rainbows - they got luv
Illinois and Michigan connect - 2 sides of the lake fools gotta confront
No luv for the other side, it's just us
Deadly jaded annal of hope from the depths of death in the midst of chaos
Verse 3 - E Luv
Niggaz dead, niggaz shot in they fu--in head
Niggaz bled in a motherfu--in' pool of red
Motherfu--ers stepped - motherfu--ers got stopped
Beretta 93-r in triburst mode cocked
How we comin', what the fu-- you thought
My Son needs a Father, and I'ma make it home at all costs
Mess with my family time, that's your own fu--in' loss
I'm done with school, I'm out that college mode
I may be from the suburbs but don't try to play me like a fu--in' ho
I have never truly seen myself upset
Fu-- being pissed off and depressed - y'all ain't worth a slit of my vein
You bring that noise, I'll bring that fu--in' pain
You would do the exact same thing
So quit hatin' on me, for masterin' this game
I value my life only to the extent that it would effect others if I were not here
That's a whole fu-- of a lot if you count my true luv, family, and my peers
And, I'd much rather have your fu--in' people in tears
Better than mine dwellin' on my loss up into the coming years
All promises aside - fu-- them punks
Why so long to come out with my third album
Would never be made unless it could be done the way it should be done
Gotta be better than my last - gotta be my best
Anything less is uncivilized if you jest
Def Mute motherfu--er play this only at night, this be that underground shi-
10 years of makin' music we bump amongst the clique
No luv for the other side, it's just us
Deadly jaded annal of hope from the depths of death in the midst of chaos
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Verse 1 - Earl Solow
Earl Solow - on the microphone
Punk muthafu--az need to give that shi- up, go home
Nigga, it's fu--in' over from Ruthless to Death Row
Def Mute takin' over - them No Limit Soldiers shoulda toldja
That it be Earl - I be Me, get on yo fu--in' knees
Address me only as Mr. Earl Solitary
The motherfu--in' tightest shi- be the shi- the Mac-X clique be spittin'
All the time, every song's a motherfu--in' hit
Suburbs (E Luv, GMNT, Earl Solow)…what you know about that?
Buffalo Grove is where I'm at
But it's not where ya from and that's a fact
Cause a lot be clingin' to shi- and comin' mad fu--in' wack
They may have studied the beat but I made the beat my bitc-
Solow be the Djinn, the demon released from the diamond gem
So choose your wishes - nah wait, lemme guess - you want an end to your distress
That Solow bein' the fu--in' best has made you a mess, you're in a mell of a motherfu--in' hess
Earl Solow's venereal…I'm talkin' walkin' around ill
And not even knowin' it, showin' it, or just don't care
But I just got too many whores suckin' my dick - haters ridin' my shi-
Cause I know I'm on their mind, da-n all of their kind
Cause my girl's startin' to complain about all of the time
Solow's been cummin' in and out of their lips - fools sprung on the Solitary penis
Symptoms include sweaty palms, green eyes, and nervousness
All a result of playin' fake and tryin' to fu-- wit' this
Refrain - E Luv, GMNT, Earl Solow
The Mac-X Crew be crew deep - DJ VoiceCrack on the beat
E Luv, Earl Solow, GMNT - Mac-X Crew straight outta BG
Also known as Buffalo Grove
In The Boom Shack II recordin' sinister tones
BG Niggaz be ready for what the fu-- ever
In rainy or snowy weather, whenever for any old endeavor
…we get clever - wit' some bullshi- we can't get out of, never
These ties will not be severed, we got our shi- together
Refrain - GMNT
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - E Luv and Earl Solow
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - GMNT
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - E Luv and Earl Solow
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - GMNT
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - E Luv and Earl Solow
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - GMNT
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - E Luv and Earl Solow
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Verse 2 - GMNT
Rip the mic, fu-- the mic, kill the mic right
Punk muthafu--az bout to die violently tonight
Oh no, you're not dyin' of old age peacefully in your warm deep sleep
You're gonna die all shot up, twisted in the middle of the fu--in' street
ILLegalities was one good album, yeah they gave us that
Well this is E Luv's 3rd album - Mac-X Crew sayin' fu-- your respect
You muthafu--az betta know like Big Drew said
For the task at hand, I'ma fu-- this shi- up like a Florida Election
But the stone was stepped - Cognitive Dissonance we lookin' ahead
How much more blood could I shed that hasn't been bled
The Suburban Commando GMNT got the industry in a cold sweat
I made 6 figures without the industry regulatin' all over our shi-
I'm a six figure nigger - oh shi- I'm rich
I'm a six figure nigger, and that's liquid bitc-
Now everybody wants a piece - so called friends and foes
Go ahead and jump to the majors - I don't give a fu-- go and get pimped by them hoes
It was once said that GMNT couldn't rap
People's entitled to they opinion and I'ma leave at that
To answer that bullshi- criticism - awe man there is no end
But it's neither here nor dere - but then again
I realize motherfu--ers tryin' to use that Nigga Named G
As a springboard cause Def Mute Records always had the longevity
And I ended your career - you weren't even the film of the week
Your shi- about as bad as one of them burlesque movies on BET
Refrain - E Luv, GMNT, Earl Solow
The Mac-X Crew be crew deep - DJ VoiceCrack on the beat
E Luv, Earl Solow, GMNT - Mac-X Crew straight outta BG
Also known as Buffalo Grove - suburbs be the home
Often in The Boom Shack II recordin' sinister tones
BG Niggaz be ready for what the fu-- ever
In rainy or snowy weather, whenever for any old endeavor
…we get clever - wit' some bullshi- we can't get out of, never
These ties will not be severed, we got our shi- together
Refrain - GMNT
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - E Luv and Earl Solow
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - GMNT
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - E Luv and Earl Solow
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - GMNT
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - E Luv and Earl Solow
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - GMNT
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - E Luv and Earl Solow
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Verse 3 - E Luv
Verse 3 runnin' trailer be the E-L-U-V
Just caught the microphone feed from DJVC
Which means I gotta rip the mic ever so viciously
As I leave my feet to deliver the super shot from '93
5'6", 126.7, 5% body fat when I'm in shape
From local, to regional, to national - pushin' CDs now fu-- tapes
But still all about lyrics and beats - see if you can catch this
Mac-X Crew's Penitentiary, that means we're just 2 Sweet
I been knowin' VoiceCrack since we was like this
Then GMNT came along with that story-tellin' shi-
Earl Solow was the one that owned the microphone
So we decided to build the fu--in' studio off in my home
White Pine Studios was first then we got the Boom Shack
Makin' them dOOgie-dOOgie tapes on the Casio and the static 2 track
We only needed to do something that hadn't been done before - that's the trick
And motherfu--ers can respect that cause the Mac-X clique done did it
Consistently with the consistency
BG - Buffalo Grove be my city - the atmosphere which has allowed me
To crack the m-i-c with some shi- from the VLK t-i-p
Cause I represent the M-XC to the fullest you see
Or maybe you don't - man I wish somebody would, but they won't
Makin' it out like this rap shi- to us is a fu--in' joke
From the looks, motherfu--ers steppin up like I'ma fu--in' fool
Like they want a piece of this shi-
Man don't have me drop a 10 minute rap on your as-, bitc-
Refrain - E Luv, GMNT, Earl Solow
The Mac-X Crew be crew deep - DJ VoiceCrack on the beat
E Luv, Earl Solow, GMNT - Mac-X Crew straight outta BG
Also known as Buffalo Grove - suburbs be the home
Often in The Boom Shack II recordin' sinister tones
BG Niggaz be ready for what the fu-- ever
In rainy or snowy weather, whenever for any old endeavor
…we get clever - wit' some bullshi- we can't get out of, never
These ties will not be severed, we got our shi- together
Refrain - GMNT
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - E Luv and Earl Solow
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - GMNT
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - E Luv and Earl Solow
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - GMNT
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - E Luv and Earl Solow
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - GMNT
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
Refrain - E Luv and Earl Solow
Mac-X Crew motherfu--ers!
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Label Beef
06:30
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Verse 1 - E Luv
You know what, I gotta say fu-- (DJ VoiceCrack and E Luv) Def Mute
If them punk motherfu--ers try to fu-- with my loot
Ain't goin' out with a platinum hit
And ain't got shi- to show for it
Mutehead start coming with that bullshi-
I promise you, Mutehead gon' be missing
Fu-- an Executive Producer
Bitc- as- nigga - you fu--in' loser
Talkin' that hypnotic shi- about makin' me a star
Betcha you didn't think this shi- would go this far
Thought I'd fall into that trap of fame
Fu-- fame, I'm tryin' to get paid
I gotta put that food on my plate
The plate gotta go on the table
I'm gon' eat with or without this fu--in' label
These games you playin' is fatal
To you
It's Mortal Kombat - your fatality comes when you fu-- with the Crew
Tryin' to drive a wedge between me and them too
All because I saw through
Them percentages in the books all them gaps in the ranges
And I equate that to all the homes that got our music bangin'
It just ain't addin' up
Man, what the fu--?
These punk as- labels done fu--ed the whole game up
From the majors to the indies - you all fu--in' suck
I luv this rap music, I keep makin' it cause niggaz choose it
But these shady motherfu--ers figured out a way to use it
To abuse it with that bullshi- Enron micro-economics
I thought we was all supposed to be brothers
Tryin' to make a come up - together fu-- you motherfu--ers
You better keep them glocks under your fu--in covers
Finally I see how it is - get some protection for your loved ones
I gotta stamp this evil out at the source - startin' with the he--spawn
And yes it's that deep
Cause you fu--ed with my money
And if I can't figure out how I'm gonna eat
Then why fu-- should you be able to sleep?
When you ripped me off
Why now? - This dynasty was fu--in' blowin up
Too bad, fu-- it this shi- needs to stop
But I'ma start with you
And fu-- the other three in the Mac-X Crew
For continuin' to follow this got da-n fool
I can't believe it's even come to this
I'm sittin' here, man I'm so fu--in' pissed
Greed done finally caught up to the M-XC
So much for making the music industry as my living
Well I didn't know you fu--ers before this shi-
So it's like this - ashes to ashes
Dust to dust - they done done in - fu-- 'em
On to the next - one monkey don't stop no show
But I count four that need to hit the do'
Before I trip and up and kill these fu--in' hoes
Once again so called friends become foes
E Luv going solo
From this moment forward
I shoulda been all up in them books like a worm
He made this, he made that
VoiceCrack got the bonus - man I ain't made jack
Shoulda woulda coulda - gotta let the past be the past
I knew this shi- was just too good to last
So I'm sayin' it now - G, Solow, Mutehead kiss my as-
I can try to get some closure and try to stick out with the clique
Cause, VoiceCrack, I been knowin' you too long to let it just end like this
Verse 2 - E Luv
Now what if it had really happened like that
But it has - and many times in the past
I think of the type of music that I would be able to play
If some of the bullshi- didn't exist and cease the hay day
There I go reminiscin'
Upon a time reminiscent
Of when all I cared about was listenin'
To what a ghetto poet had written
At the expense of us
The higher ups are gettin' the majority of the cut
Man people wonder why we continue fu--in' up
This whole industry's fu--ed
Cause nobody gives one
What? (DJ VoiceCrack)
Fu-- about nuttin'
Somebody at the top need only push button
And your motherfu--in' career is done
Ignorance is not a defense against the law in any state in this union
We should have known better
But you know how we all don't stick together
Fu-- the man, the man ain't shi- I kill that bitc- with my gun
Realize the industry's plan, however ain't shi- if we got unification
Starts with loyalty
And with my creativity
We will see the longevity of my individuality
The masterpiece as I stand on my own
But I'm not alone
Solow, G, and VoiceCrack got my back
We been friends ever since before this rap
Yeah we were lucky
Cause we were made men - before this shi-
So this is mostly a hobby
Icing on the cake
And even if it wasn't - my fate
Is not to be raped by these fakes
That be goadin' artists in with eye contact and handshakes
Just sign your life away
Wind up owin' them bitc-es by the end of the day
Read that fine print
I can't stand contract lawyers but get one to account for every cent
Nigga that shi- is real, they laughin' at us
Sure we got some cars, houses, a plane, and a tour bus
But what the fu-- that nigga that wrote that check got though?
And for what work?
Nigga fu-- him or her
I own the distribution channel and my own equipment
Now let's talk about payin' some rent
Too many hands in the pot
But you fu--ers been caught
Def Mute Records streamlined that shi-
I know them motherfu--ers ticked
Didn't think we'd ask the next question
And question your intention
For our upward mobility
Nigga I'm sales - it's all about the gross profitability
Def Mute Records together for 10 years
10th anniversary for me and my peers
How many labels - let alone artists can say that
And I'm talking every form of music - not just rap
90% of what they tell you is what you want to hear
The other 10% is just crap
So for that, I kept my strap
Just in case I gotta go back
To the old ways, now what you think about that?
The rest of the Mac-X Crew feels the same
Cause it ain't no thang to bang
In order to claim what is rightfully mine
These execs out here committin' crimes - they should all die
I put that on my Executive Producer's life that's why
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aXice of evILL
09:26
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E Luv: Hit this up....
Verse 1 - E Luv
We're in the Boom Shack II, 11th hour, last minute
Beat bangin' - I'm tryin' to lace my new shi- with vicious lyrics
And all I know is that crash was not part of the song
Then gunshots, what the fu-- - something must be wrong
I look at VoiceCrack he look back at me - once again it's on
Def Mute been infiltrated, it was time to get gone
He cranks the beat up to absurd levels on the external system
We used to loudness, hopefully it can fu-- wit' the invaders' equilibrium
A crack of the blinds to peak outside reveals the nemesis
We cut off from our rides, I grab my Beretta - I'm so fu--in' pissed
VoiceCrack picks up a got da-n sword
If it works, it works - I can't hate - this whole situation's absurd
Just then GMNT comes stumblin' in with a sawed off
He starts complainin' about his fu--in' ammo bein' out
Wait that's only 3, where's Solow - oh shi- not again
Before I think that next thought, G's already brandishin' twin Mac-Xs
How the fu-- did they know - what the fu-- didn't they know?
Motherfu--ers sprayin' my place, fools ran all up in my home
G shoots through the window attemptin' to go head up with them bitc-es
That be the unexpected shi- which buys us time to set the C4 kits
You know how I luv the smell of black rain, I'm startin' to feel the rage
With the self-destruct sequence engaged - night will soon turn to day
And I ain't even did shi-, I'll take this whole fu--in' block out kid
These motherfu--ers obviously don't know who they fu--in' wit
So VoiceCrack grabs the masters, I grab the lyrics
Whether it's a rival label or the government, we can't leave no evidence
My punk as- neighbors probably don't even care
To them, The Crew would just be 4 less niggaz took up out there
Fu-- that shi-, I won't give anybody the satisfaction
My next actions are to get them fu--in' guns clappin'
I'm out the booth, hit the ground runnin' on all twos
Time to break up they cognitive dissonance - I'm stalkin' all them fools
Refrain - E Luv
aXice of evILL, can you believe this shi- - it all seems unbelievable
So what's in it for us to make a fu--in' sequel
4 motherfu--ers with every reason to fail
But our successes are unrivaled, in comparison our enemies pale
The mighty Mac-X Crew be the niggaz I count as friends on one hand
Some neerdowells and miscreants turned fu--in' RAPscallions
Separately, each is deadly in their own rite as you clearly see
Now musically, finalfu--in'ly ain't nobody spittin' like the M-XC
If Solow die motherfu--az better hide
G need an alibi, I'll get in front of the fu--in' judge and lie
Fu-- waitin', its time to take shi- if we ever wanna make shi-
If they ain't cooperatin', fu-- fake bitc-es we gon' break shi-
And we be tight like that as a matter of fact
That was the vision way back when me and VoiceCrack started this rap
Back up off! - my team, my territory, fu-- you, you must wanna bleed
These just happen to be my boyz, y'all ain't even met the family
Verse 2 - E Luv
They must want me to fail, otherwise they won't help me to succeed
The Egregious is I because for the most part it's just me
They ain't respectin' my time, I ain't respectin' they life
With they fu--in' soul my as- I plan to wipe
Shi- what the fu-- they gon' do to me that they haven't already done
I'm already dead, you just can't re-kill The Egregious I
Try to Burn me Twice, like some fu--in' refried beans an' shi-
This fool hands me his piece too concerned with the slugs in his neck
They got the gas in the HALLway - there's no visibility
I duck into the kitchen to see my nigger Earl on his back choking
Eyes all itchy, but I'm too fu--in' mad to know it's debilitating
Had walking asthma for years, shortness of breath really don't effect me
Adversaries got night vision, infrared, all types of high tech weapons
But I'm a fu--in' trooper, and they had left my boy for dead
One starts advancin', but stumbles because of a shot to the head
Solow been playin' possum, we turn on target and leave them fu--er's wet
We run straight through the chaos, and I now notice his gas mask
Must've took it off one of them fools after he killed his as-
Bullets every fu--in' where, just gotta shoot it out and keep dodgin'
Shi-'s crazy, all in slo-mo - straight outta some fu--ed up anime production
We get outside and I don't know how G and VoiceCrack made it to the car
We gotta get the fu-- out, GMNT speeds off through my neighbor's yard
I don't ever question anybody in the clique
So it had to be the new guy that did it, that fu--in' snitch
Tried to do us in - I guess the lesson is to always promote from within
This be the test of wisdom, we'll always have enemies - that's a given
But where the fu-- your loyalty @? - this cat failed miserably
You's an arrogant motherfu--er up in my brother's club in the VIP
It was a long drive but the look on everybody's face was worth it
When I walked up with a rocket launcher and let 5 into that bitc-
I meet up with my brother outside, he gives me a dap
The insurance covers it, plus residuals from my new album and that's that
Refrain - E Luv
aXice of evILL, can you believe this shi- - it all seems unbelievable
So what's in it for us to make a fu--in' sequel
4 motherfu--ers with every reason to fail
But our successes are unrivaled, in comparison our enemies pale
The mighty Mac-X Crew be the niggaz I count as friends on one hand
Some neerdowells and miscreants turned fu--in' RAPscallions
Separately, each is deadly in their own rite as you clearly see
Now musically, finalfu--in'ly ain't nobody spittin' like the M-XC
If Solow die motherfu--az better hide
G need an alibi, I'll get in front of the fu--in' judge and lie
Fu-- waitin', its time to take shi- if we ever wanna make shi-
If they ain't cooperatin', fu– fake bitc-es we gon' break shi-
And we be tight like that as a matter of fact
That was the vision way back when me and VoiceCrack started this rap
Back up off! - my team, my territory, fu-- you, you must wanna bleed
These just happen to be my boyz, y'all ain't even met the family
Verse 3 - DJ VoiceCrack
(Instrumental - and no hook)
Verse 4 - GMNT and Earl Solow E Luv
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL Social deviants step the fu-- up!
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL If you were told you don’t belong!
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL We takin’ over this fu--in’ planet!
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL Buffalo Grove come on!
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL Social deviants step the fu-- up!
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL Mac-X Crew motherfu--er!
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL Motherfu--az whut?!
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL Come on!
aXice of ev-ILL, aXice of ev-ILL
Refrain - E Luv
aXice of evILL, can you believe this shi- - it all seems unbelievable
So what's in it for us to make a fu--in' sequel
4 motherfu--ers with every reason to fail
But our successes are unrivaled, in comparison our enemies pale
The mighty Mac-X Crew be the niggaz I count as friends on one hand
Some neerdowells and miscreants turned fu--in' RAPscallions
Separately, each is deadly in their own rite as you clearly see
Now musically, finalfu--in'ly ain't nobody spittin' like the M-XC
If Solow die motherfu--az better hide
G need an alibi, I'll get in front of the fu--in' judge and lie
Fu-- waitin', its time to take shi- if we ever wanna make shi-
If they ain't cooperatin', fu– fake bitc-es we gon' break shi-
And we be tight like that as a matter of fact
That was the vision way back when me and VoiceCrack started this rap
Back up off! - my team, my territory, fu-- you, you must wanna bleed
These just happen to be my boyz, y'all ain't even met the family
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Thomas: Yo! Man, shi- is off the rocker man. Them mu'fu--in' niggaz losin' it yo - for real. Man 22 people dead man.... Man, that's...man.... Shi- is just fu--ed up man - Da Club world man. But fu-- it, that ain't gon' stop me dough. I'ma be in Da Club tonight, so fu-- it. Nigga, cause I'm a thug, and I don't give a fu--. So I'm outtie nigga. See you at Da Club. Peace.
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Verse 1 - E Luv
Your first inclination could lead to the worst of situations
Comin' at me, your life you wastin' - the reaper you must be chasin'
You have no idea of what all it took to put things in place and
To destroy what I built, you have no idea what you'll be facin'
My case and point, when you was thinkin' about steppin' the fu-- up
You was probably sayin' I don't give a fu-- - fu-- E Luv I can make the cut
Contemplatin' E Luv's just bitc-, E Luv's nothin' but chump - a fu--in' punk
Hopin' you could probably succeed where others have failed to put me in a rut
So what makes you any different than the last victims?
Where should I begin - are your processes really any more efficient?
You got some homies ready to die for what they believe in?
But are they truly your friends - or just another legion of my minions?
Who knows, but let me mention, I got you questionin' your own intentions
Uh oh - now there's doubt, and where there's doubt, there's hesitation
Still tryin' to figure out how to exactly get at The Egregious I
You fu-- yourself when you fu-- wit' me - shoulda chose masturbation
Of course I sound cocky, but I've been the king for so fu--in' long
Your name ain't Mistress - don't try to top me, you ain't no Domme
You're just a buster that's clearly wrong - gotta live large in a song
When I'm through, I'll have you up on the news askin' can we all get along
So take the second one, it's lucky - the second route I mean
I see them emotions simmering when you hate me - wanna defeat the E-L-U-V
Them butterflies twistin' all around in your gut - you suck
If you saw all the things lined up on my plate, your bitc- as- would probably throw up
Verse 2 - E Luv
Da-n there went the first barrel of aggression
You dissed me, you dissed the Crew, you dissed my family all in your first session
First volley down - disrespect shown, all I gotta say is leave town
I'll do my best to make a public example of this motherfu--in' clown
Oh wait, you got the hot song out though - DJ's replayin' it in awe
I hear it every hour but the part about me was less than a minute long
Quite the contrary of when we prepare your as- for the cemetery
The more and more I listen to your dis, I realize the shi- just wasn't funny
You said some things you really shouldn't have said
In attempt to get all up into my motherfu--in' head
But let's face it - you sold some albums because of it
I'm just comin' to collect - since I was the focus of that bullshi-
Ha ha - it was a jokey joke, see - no I don't, this where the fun begin
Everybody affiliated dies because of the crime of hatin' and supportin'
I tell DJs one-time, to stop playin' the disc
Unless I guess they just want a piece of this new shi-
Your executive producer found dead - the subject of 2 shots to the face
You get home, masters all missin' - we ransacked your place
Your featured artists who guested on that shi- erased
Your bitc- gang-banged - no matter how hard you believe - she wasn't raped
Then we gotta hunt down the producer cause he shoulda known better
For lettin' his beat be misused in his greedy hunt for the cheddar
Got fools scared to even touch your label
What'd they used to tell you about your second guess - the first one's obviously fatal
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DJ VoiceCrack: This is DJ VoiceCrack - WZZZ FM/UHF. Phone lines are open. Caller you're on the air. Caller?
GMNT: Man that nigga E Luv Ain't Shi-.
Earl Solow: Fu-- that, ain't nobody from the suburbs doin' it like that.
GMNT: Why don't you ask that motherfu--er why aHellerax left the label?
Earl Solow: I hear that nigga still lives with his Mom.
GMNT: Where does he come off saying those things about president bush, our president's doing a fine job.
Earl Solow: I'm from Buffalo Grove.
DJ VoiceCrack: Caller?
Earl Solow: Everything he raps about is a lie!
GMNT: That nigga crazy, he still talks to teddy bears and shi-.
Earl Solow: E Luv's not doin' it big, have you seen his piece of shi- car? He needs to come on and get a car payment.
GMNT: 6 figure a year sell out nigga!
DJ VoiceCrack: Ha.
Earl Solow: He doesn't smoke weed or drink alcohol, what could he possibly rap about?
GMNT: His beats are wack.
DJ VoiceCrack: Hey now. Keep it comin'. You're hearin' it here first - WZZZ FM/UHF. Caller. Caller?
GMNT: He come around here talkin' that bullshi-, we got somethin' for his punk as-.
Earl Solow: Why is his wack as- Crew always claimin' Buffalo Grove - why don't they claim Chicago?
GMNT: I used to know that motherfu--er back in the day - now he acts like he doesn't know me.
Earl Solow: He's trying to change the industry, but we all know how niggers don't stick together.
GMNT: High yellow as- Tupac wannabe.
DJ VoiceCrack: Ouch.
Earl Solow: Ask him why they ran his bitc- as- outta Michigan.
GMNT: What the fu-- is Buffalo Grove?
Earl Solow: E Luv never worked a day in his life.
GMNT: I hear GMNT wants to take over the head spot on the label.
Earl Solow: I hate E Luv. He's an atheist - well fu-- him! God is luv!
GMNT: Def Mute Records will never last.
DJ VoiceCrack: Did we get 'em all?
E Luv: Nah, fu-- that. Play that fu--in’ beat..
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8. |
Redemption
04:16
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Verse 1 - E Luv
Earl Solow stands his ground - ready to attack
GMNT be my nigga - he got my back
DJ VoiceCrack - laced the motherfu--in' track
Ain't heard shi- this good, since NWA in “The Dayz of Wayback”
The haters will never take E Luv seriously
I'm everything from a liar to a sellout all because of BG
A northwest suburb of Chicago better known as Buffalo Grove
I'm not worthy to make the music I enjoy because of my home?
Man that's bullshi-, where the fu-- were you motherfu--ers
When after working 14 hours, came home found Moms on the garage floor
Where the fu-- were you when my Brother's drug deal went bad?
Right or wrong didn't matter at the time - had to get that nigga back to the pad
You wasn't there, exactly - only people I saw were the Crew
So outside of them, I couldn't give a flying fu-- about you
I don't need your props - it don't mean shi-
All that da-n criticism is ever so fu--ing meaningless
Like your fake, shallow existence
Why do I have to be a part of that black on black nonsense?
I'm out here tryin' to play the game against the fu--in' klan
Simply put, you couldn't come this hard if your fu--in' hood was Afghanistan
Guess I should be rapping about my car I trust
Well I drive a 20 year old BMW with a lot of fu--in' rust
Next be the weed - the libation - the skrill
That's not me either - plus I don't drink/don't smoke never have/never will
Every verse I've ever rapped was from the heart
Oh no you're opening your mouth - don't even fu--in' start
I just be kickin' some vicious lyrics on the VLK t-i-p
Unfu--in' fadeable as ever returns the vicious lyricist that is me
Motherfu--ers won't understand what they don't believe
The E is never alone - but some things I must do on my own Album 3 (DJ VoiceCrack)
Those on the sellout tip - get 4 dicks up the as- courtesy of the Crew
Others, cut your got da-n grass and quit bringin' down my motherfu--in' property value
Verse 2 - E Luv
Please don't think suburban life got me soft
I make 6 figures - fu-- with me I'll blow you're fu--in' as- off
How do you think them Republicans be doin' it?
It's all about the loot, this is inner circle - fu-- the bullshi-
I make enough to get a tax break I don't even fu--in' need
And I'm still pissed off because last year Enron paid less taxes than me
How many fu--in' trillions do I need?
I don't know, but my son and his future generations gotta eat
The only way I can ever repay my parents is to live well
So to clear the way for that I gotta send some o' you bitc-es to he--
For bein' overly greedy - there's enough out there for everyone
But some o’ you shady motherfu--ers act like you don't want me to have none
Should have never taught The Egregious I about capitalism
Better known as a bullshi- science of politics and the gun
I'm making the power play - so I must remain ever vigilant - always alert
And in case you haven't figured it out, I'm still half crazy enough to make it work
Motherfu--in' non believers talkin' all that fu--in' shi-
Think E Luv's nothin' but talk - nothin' but a fu--in' bitc-
Half them non-believers was on my website - yeah we purged the clique
Crazy motherfu--ers down to die in this shi- we down to the nitty-grit
Dirty grimy - gnawed to the bone, down to the fu--in' core
Ideas comin' timely - the skillz been honed, there's so much more in store
For that as-, hatin' as- niggaz thought we wasn't gonna last
But 10 years done past - I'm tryin' to have a larger impact on music than jazz (DJ VoiceCrack: Woo!)
White folks called me a rich nigger - I was from the suburbs rappin' the blues
And don't give me that bullshi- about payin' no fu--in' dues
Try bein' Black when nobody in your school look like you, think like you
The cops, the faculty, the community, really don't give a fu-- about you
It was hard, but I excelled - didn't let it hold me back - I paved the way
Come to think of it, the only thing that sold out were my underground tapes
And shi-, I'm not braggin', believe me - I'm not even complainin'
I'm just sayin, motherfu--ers had asked so I was explainin'
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9. |
RAwKilla
02:48
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Verse 1 - E Luv
It's time to take out some punks
With that arsenal I'm packin' in the trunk
Of my beemer
2 X 4 for affect, along with the 9mm
Rollin' down Michigan State wit' a gat
Lookin' for a punk as- RA who's fu--in' wack
Now it's about time, time for his as- to die
And oh yes his motherfu--in' as- is mine
For I have no respect for you in authority
And yes one gun is all I need
Because nobody took me seriously
Now I'll be forced to kill those motherfu--ers indefinitely
Because they talk to me now but talk about me later
Their violence is a force, black and dark as Darth Vader
But if they wanna step
I beat 'em down wit' my rep
That is large
Cause if I was in charge
You'd all be dead
Shot in the fu--in' head
But I'm not
And there's a possibility of being caught
So I roll wit' the stealth
Cause fu--in' up could be bad for my health
Might as well take out that fat as- RD
As I creep why not take out her whole fu--in' family
C4 to the door
No beef no more
The explosion seemed to rock the whole town
Da-n, I think that was more than three doors down
So I scope the clown
The bathroom was where my RA was found
Face in the bowl
His nuts on a pole
That bloody pole up his tight hole
Now I gotta roll
One's down but seven to go
I caught up to the next two doing rounds
Great it was the sucker from second floor with the big mouth
So I pulled the equalizer three about
Swung and knocked some o' them teeth out
But he's only phased
Don't underestimate
The female RA ran I didn't feel like givin' chase
Shot her in the back, didn't hesitate
Twisted the second floor RA's cap off the top
Now there's only five more that deserve to get popped
And guess what, I still got fifteen shots
Remaining
For this highly sanctioned maiming
I took the stairs, a flight at a time
Gotta get to the office and take out the staff line
The grad was sittin' there
Fully awake to the fact that I was his worst nightmare
He couldn't move
He didn't have to
This is a cycle with no sentient end
Keeping you simply one foot out of limbo, but indefinitely two in
You're all some fu--in' fools
You questioned me when you never had a clue
So I jet before I have to see the campus P.D.
Besides, I think I'm thirsty for some Ice-T
DJ VoiceCrack: E.
E Luv: Wassup?
DJ VoiceCrack: Why you gotta go and waste my beat on that bullshi-?
E Luv: Ah man..
DJ VoiceCrack: That shi- was like 4 years ago dogg.
E Luv: Shut the fu-- up. Man I ain't even got over it yet. Nigga needed a little closure - fu-- them motherfu--az!
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10. |
Unsanitary
07:49
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Verse 1 - E Luv
I put the mic to my lips more times than I've felt a woman's kiss
More times than a porno star has kissed dick
More times than you dicks that criticize my shi- have ever spit
Haven't spit shi-, in comparison - these fu--in' bitc-es aren't shi-
Day out/day in, motherfu--az be bullshi--in'
It be the same ol' shi- again and again
People always askin' me what's wrong because it seems like I'm stressin'
Maybe it's because I am - so transparent can't seem to keep it hidden
I think my first regret is that I never found True Luv
25 years later, I'm still alone - that's what I'm speakin' of
Some say my standards are too high - man you just don't know
How can you say that bullshi- - I say your standards too low
Remember boyz before hoes unless she's the one then you never have to choose
We lived by that, but I seemed to have conveniently forgotten the rules
I found the luv of a lady - but the emotion was just too consuming
And what the rules gotta say about that? - shi-, the beat chose me
Music was my gift, empathy my curse
In retrospect all that negative energy made the fu--in' song work
Much respect, it took the San Francisco BDSM scene
To realize there was a second, evil - much darker side of me
There's a constant battle waging all around the continuum
That is my soul - I respect the light, yet also embrace the darkness within
Neither part can ever bend, the two must continue battlin' the fight
In the end the music should win, thus my shi- sound tight
She taught me to let my guard down in her presence
I did so with great hesitance - gotta be hard, even in my residence
But the first time I let go of the control I felt home
Not vanilla sexual, I'm talkin' mind fu--, consensual
This was so much more erotic than I thought it ever could be
The power exchange of dominance and submission captured me
Thoroughly captivated the E - opened my fu--in' eyes, now I can see!
Her pain/my pleasure - no longer confined to the bondage of normalcy
Man, how can I just give in and humble myself to this Goddess
I'm hers yet my relationship with organized religion doesn't exist
She requires my obeisance, so with little or no resistance
Thank you Mistress for the opportunity to kneel in your presence
Rappin' from my heart the devotion I feel for you
E Luv looks up hesitantly from your feet to find you already knew
Shi-, she got me hooked, what the fu-- can I do?
Sick shi- be the only shi- I wanna spit - twisted with a luv that's true
Verse 2 - E Luv
I may be a rapper but ain't no chicken in here
Ain't no bubble gum - this straight gristle, let me make this shi- clear
Fear is afraid of The Egregious I, doubt is hesitatin' to get at me
I got defeat sick and tired of losing to the E-L-U-V
I be sharp and slick
Sippin' on 2 day old half full/half empty chilled bottled water shi-
Motherfu--ers gettin' swept - done in by my pen
Games 5 and 6'll be played if necessary - there's no hope of even seein' game seven
I was so taken aback, from one moment of blatant disrespect..da-n
This woman had slapped my as- with a backhand
Felt my jaw like what the..
Physically I should've been stronger, but she looked like she didn't even give a fu--
Nah fu-- that, fu-- this bitc- - where's my gun?
She didn't even flinch - I lunged but from her beauty I was stunned
Hey, what can I say, she was in no mood to play
From that day forward, I was trained to know her name only as She, Who i Must Obey
To think, one momentary indiscretion started my lesson
To put things in perspective, I was reborn from our first session
That was the beginning of the Vicious Lyricist - pain was bliss
She rid myself of the defeatist shi-, I became a sado-masochist
Stripped of all types of control and bound from ankle to wrist
And all I remember thinking was how I was in some shi-, the deepest
My disciplinarian hit me with straight punishment, the severest
And like say, limits are always respected, but pushed
Released from inescapable bonds, I collapse to the floor, free
But there's still a fight left up in the E cause I'm still moving
With no remorse, she began to trample me beneath
Black stiletto heels that accentuate stockinged legs and feet
Out of desperation I grabbed for her
That opened me up, she kicked me where it really fu--in' hurt
You know me, I start talkin' shi-, though I'm in no position
Then she says, we will never again have this discussion
The next thing I'm rememberin', she's talking and I'm taking it all in
My existence is a blur, my mind captured - I'm in her arms quiverin'
Save now, all of my life, I've always been in control
But my state is evidence of a toll that has left me vulnerable
I had endured torture without physical or emotional scars
My mind expanded - everyday things don't seem all that hard!
Shi-, she got me hooked, what the fu-- can I do?
Sick shi- be the only shi- I wanna spit - twisted with a luv that's true
Verse 3 - E Luv
I be the vet - motherfu--ers see me as a threat
On the weekend I bus' about a 90 minute set
By the end I ain't got nothin' left but salty dried up sweat
And it was good too, if I smoked I would need a cigarette
Ten years in this shi- and I've only scratched my surface interests
This has long since been personal - time to turn it into a business
Fu-- settlin', I'm excellin' - yellin' out the name of my attack and
I'm laughin' at your staggerin' unimpressive battlin' - it's quite depressin'
How many haters did I destroy today in my Mistress' name
Yes, in Her name I be the haters' bane
They used say failure brings dishonor, death brings life
Immediately, she collars me to make the viciousness stay hype
No denyin' the rhymin' must be unleashed at the right time
When the gothic imagery of her world can truly make my lines come alive
Why is he takin' a step back willingly into the slavery days?
Nah see it just ain't the same
One must be in control - one must be controlled
Two submissive personalities, man that shi- gets old
Two dominants adds up to why the divorce rate is at 50%
One gotta give it up - one gotta take it up, that way is so much more inventive
She's a strong woman so I have no problem with her meeting the parents
Who gives a fu-- she's a dominatrix, heck, I'm a musician
What are they gonna do ask about our favorite fetishes?
We both make well into 6 figures, what we do in our bedroom is our business
There's something so alluring about a woman about her paper
From your hard day, rest your feet - it's uplifting, allow me to pamper
I receive immeasurable pleasure from providing great service
Although, humbly I know - ultimately it's about My Mistress and her happiness
She approves and awards me with another session
And there's no question - it's always better than the last one
Emotionally we play off each other well as you can tell
She knows me better that I know myself - how hard was it that I fell?
Open the sunroof, put the windows down
Not even payin' attention to the road - I'm too concerned with the sounds
Breeze blows through the car as begins the bass boom
I catch wind of my Domina's scent - either it's her hair or perfume
That clarity I mentioned before clearly enthralled by you
Mischievous thoughts purged, all I have is respect so it's cool
Shi-, she got me hooked, what the fu-- can I do?
Sick shi- be the only shi- I wanna spit - twisted with a luv that's true
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Verse 1 - E Luv
I told VoiceCrack to make some shi- that sound like N'Sync
And this the beat he brought back to me
He was like, fu-- that, you payin' me to come up with our own style (DJ VoiceCrack)
I started noddin' my head - I was like, man this shi- wild
How the fu-- I'm gon' come soundin' like somebody else's shi-
I grew up off of niggaz like Ren, Cube, Dre, Yella - they some vets
Steal they style, them fools would destroy me lyrically - probably hurt my feelings
Then, I'd be responsible for the next dead rapper in the street
Got too much respect for those that came before me to do something like that
Fact is if I got my own jack, how the fu-- can I come wack?
As long as my boyz think my shi-'s tight, I'm doin' somethin' right
If I pick up some fans along the way, they can bang this shi- all the time
That be the end result, how I do it - pump the bass/raise the treble
Highs be clear/lows be rumblin', lyrics to the beat be felt
But regardless, I gotta be me - that's all I can be
That be about the only way I can be all I can be
Chicago House turned me on to all this music shi-
Then 4th grade orchestra showed me the possibilities are endless
Rap music went and fu--ed my whole world up
Gain some knowledge of self and now I'm like motherfu--a whut?!
I be bangin' everything from Lunascape to the Dixie Chicks
Everything from Tool to Lucia Mendez - I luv all that shi-
I can try to be like something I'm not but to put it mild
My shi- would sit on a shelf and I'd be labeled a wack as- audiophile
Verse 2 - E Luv GMNT and Earl Solow
I tried to be like B Gizzle Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Bad Az- Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Big Ed Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Brotha Lynch Hung Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like C-Bo Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like C-Murder Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Canibus Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Common Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like The D.O.C. Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Fiend Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like First Degree the DE Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Ganxsta Nip Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Guru Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Haystack Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Ice-T Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Jay-Z Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Kam Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Killa Tay Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Killah Priest Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Kingpin Skinny Pimp Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Kurupt Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like MC Eiht Shi- ain't work!
Verse 3 - E Luv
BG Niggaz roll with one pants leg cuffed - don't give a fu--
Name our cars and shi-, we on some different type stuff
Wake up in the morning lookin' harsh type shi-
Our music be but an extension of all our life experiences
When I'm talkin' about religion or politics - I'm dead fu--in' serious
Critics choose only to complain about how I killed off hundreds on my albums
Yeah I'll admit, a couple of them motherfu--az were an accident
But the other 346 really deserved it
Then they wanna complain about how I did the shi-
Sayin' you from the suburbs, wait a minute, how can you be - you ain't no killer
Terminator killed all them cops - didn't say shi- to schwarzenegger
Then, Motherfu--az all mad cause I didn't sound like the next nigga
It never ends - why they gotta get me started
This is why I'm heartless - they always gotta go and start shi-
Niggaz always fu--in' up my high..
Fu-- drugs, nigga I'm tryin' to be high off life
Haters wanna bring me down to they level of suicide
Yet they still manage to bump my shi- in they ride
And live to tell about it - yeah they luv to talk about it
Some talk shi- before they even heard my music
Listen to the fu--in' hit - take it for what it is
This be my style, my lyrics, my opinion, my take on the rap biz
I could change up my style because I got everybody's feelings hurt
But I'ma tell you right now, man, that shi- ain't work
Verse 4 - E Luv GMNT and Earl Solow
I tried to be like MC Lyte Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like MC Mack Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Mack 10 Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Magic Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Master P Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Mia X Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Mr. Serv-On Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Mystikal Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Paris Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Point Blank Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Project Pat Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Scarface Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Erick Sermon Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Silkk the Shocker Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Skull Duggery Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Snoop Dogg Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Tech N9ne Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Too $hort Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Xzibit Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Young Bleed Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Yukmouth Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Rich Korn Who? (GMNT) What the fu--? (Earl Solow)
E Luv: I found peace when I found myself....
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12. |
Attitudes
02:40
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Verse 1 - E Luv
Cool as- E Luv
The Egregious I
Vicious Lyricist kickin' shi- on the VLK t-i-p
Stands for Vicious Lyrics Kicked - who the fu-- wants a piece of album 3?
I'm still Chillin' NDP with DJVC - you know where to find The E
Off in Mighty BG, but you startin' to realize that it ain't that deep
You overheard Master P tellin' me to always have a Plan B
BG niggaz think in 3D - every facet of my plan be the contingency
Contingent upon the next step of them motherfu--ers that got me vexed
E Luv be the fu--in' best - fools know, they just wanna keep me stressed
And I'm like what the fu-- they want - they nothin' but fu--in' talk
Ain't runnin' shi- but they mouth - them motherfu--az soft
I don't need to brag about who the fu-- I am
I don't need to convince myself - I already know I'm the motherfu--in' man
But who the fu-- are you? - then again who the fu-- cares?
Are you aware, you're fallin' on your as- in musical chairs
Case closed, fu-- all them motherfu--in' hos that don't like my shi-
Motherfu--az undercard, ain't even contendin' - I keep them fools at arm's length
Never lettin' 'em in unless they fans, family or friends
And even then, I gotta keep motherfu--ers guessin' - askin'
Can they ever win? - the answer lies in or should I say within the rhythm
If only they would sit an' take the got da-n time to listen
For comprehension of my previous and latest missions - my lyrical intention
I'd have them all payin' me honorable mention
The entire Mac-X crew thinks in cus words
We been knowin' that for this rap shi-, niggaz been thirstin' an'
I'm about to start quenchin' it wit'
A bunch of bad words like da-n, shi-, fu--, as- and bitc-
I make that shi- to bump in your trunk well past after you last gave a fu--
When your coworkers laughin' at you and you just wanna tell 'em to shut the fu-- up
Grab all them fu--in' throats and just not let go, but let yourself go, you can't
Believe me, success will be your other chance
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13. |
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GMNT: Remember that shi- we used to do back in the day?
E Luv: Oh yeah.
GMNT: That Gangsta Grab shi-?
E Luv: Oh yeah!
GMNT: Check this out nigga. Check this out..
Verse 1 - GMNT
Gangsta Grab (E Luv and GMNT), give me yo fu--in' shi- nigga
Up yo cash, yo bling, yo shoes and socks nigga
I'm comin' for the controlling interest, the property and the cars
I want the power, the shares of stock, and all them fu--in' Bear Bonds
What you say? - you ain't a nigga cause you white
This fu--in' desert eagle says you gonna be a nigga tonight
Been callin' me a nigga all my life - only now do you clearly see
Keep on talkin' that racist shi-, I'll cut ya fu--in' foot off and call you Toby
E Luv
Hol' up G, see it's not that deep
Motherfu--ers mad 'cause we in it now and they fell asleep
E Luv and GMNT caught all these fools slippin'
And I said double burger with cheese - don't have me kill you over some bullshi-
It still be just the verbal rape, mental molestation, and ocular hazing
They think they got shi- fortified, but that shi- never amaze me
I still be Craze E that nigga from the late 80's
Other niggaz lazy, made my own raise G - try to debate me
GMNT
Yeah I feel you on that, it be about the commission
They puttin' the legislation in place to stifle our competition
Attemptin' the battle technique called bullshi--in', come on give it up!
Let it go - I'm the pimp you the ho, whore for me, be my slut
Wasn't yours to begin with - don't even try to fu--in' trip
Snivelin' little bitc-, I don't care what you want - I NEEDS that shi-
You powerless to resist - you can't fight this
I'ma run all up in your place and snatch your shi- like Elian Gonzales
Refrain - E Luv and GMNT
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - (DJ VoiceCrack: Up yo cash nigga!)
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Nigga!
Verse 2 - E Luv
We Gangsta Grabbed the whole fu--in' industry
Snatched back victory from the jaws of defeat - now we can't be beat
I don’t plan to be the last - but I was definitely the first
For beatin' you at your own game and I know that shi- hurt
Fu-- takin' what I get - I'ma get everything I decide to take
I got the leg up on the competition cause I just assume everybody else is fake
Now they gunnin' for us and, they settin' traps and sendin' they fu--in' best in
I never lose, but sometimes if feels like I just can't ever win
GMNT
No worries, we got the confidence
Now we just gotta play some defense like the old Eastern Conference
Who gives a fu-- about they offense, they just not this intense
First option be violence - choppin' tits and dicks - shi- don't make any fu--in' sense
Oh yeah, I said defend - but fu-- that I play to win, not lose or tie
I took what was yours and made it mine - now you want it back - your as- must die
Now niggaz wanna trip all entangled in my nutsack
E Luv got the patience - I tell you once to step the fu-- back
E Luv
They lookin' hungry - we were once voracious
Comparable to Haitians all we asked for was the chance at occupations
All they knew was being a ‘have’ when I had not
Tried slammin' the door in my face - but from my shoe the door got caught
Kick over the ladder, I don't know what the fu-- you thought
Now, what you once had - I'm the one that has, and you the have not
A lot of motherfu--ers tryin' to claim I ain't got it
These bitc-es never had it - I on the other hand never lost it
Refrain - E Luv and GMNT
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - (DJ VoiceCrack: Up yo cash nigga!)
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Nigga!
Verse 3 - E Luv and GMNT
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Gangsta Grab! - (DJ VoiceCrack: Up yo cash nigga!)
Gangsta Grab! - Gimme yo fu--in' shi- nigga!
Nigga!
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SGS III
03:46
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E Luv: SGS III
Verse 1 - E Luv
I wanna get on the mic and fu--in' call out names
Dis some punk motherfu--in' punk as- niggaz out the rap game
For some, I realize petty bullshi- beef is lame
For them other niggaz though - you dead to me, so it's just the same
Tired of dedicatin' a whole fu--in' verse, shi- a whole fu--in' song to you
Tired of bein' pissed off, tired of bitc-in' about you to the Crew
Motherfu--az ain't worth all that angst
VoiceCrack got them beats bangin' - mentionin' you is such a fu--in' waste
Motherfu--az know where I be - in every song I'm reppin' Mighty BG
You seem to have forgot that - tryin' to say fu-- me, yeah we'll see
About them death threats - somebody must o' gassed your head
Mad cause I'm well fed, well fu-- you - you made your own bed
Now lie in that shi-, stop actin' like a fu--in' bitc-
Comin' around wit' cheeseburgers askin' to suck my dick
You well past the 90 day policy with this friendship
Non-returnable - this month six of that bullshi-, nigga you need to quit!
Verse 2 - E Luv
Sittin' alone with my girl, writin' these fu--in' lyrics
Gave me a lot of time to think about how I was just filler
Man y'all motherfu--az wasn't even right
Fools only hung wit' me cause they homies was booked that night
I look at all we been through - all that we done did
Come to think about it, man it really didn't even mean shi-
Who was there to stop them fools from beatin' your as- daily?
Who was there when them niggaz was stickin' dick to your lady?
Now all you want to talk about is how you're gonna kill me
I seem to remember you, the adult baby in tears in my crib on your knees
Pleadin' for some stupid bitc- that stole your virginity
Or askin' me if I had your back cause you were dead if you left the city
If what we had was true, then you shoulda never asked
Why'd I take up your fight, shoulda let them fools kill yo as-
Back then, I guess I took pity - but you didn't give a fu--
So now you’re tough? - Pussy punk motherfu--er - grow the fu-- up!
Refrain Extension - E Luv
Peace to GMNT - your album's up next home boy
Earl Solow - what up fool - thanks for gettin' down on my album man
DJ VoiceCrack, you my closest nigga - started all this rap shi- with you
Mac-X Crew in this motherfu--er
For everyone o' y'all,..it's luv
Verse 3 - E Luv
For everybody else, it ain't hate - but how long you expect me to wait?
I gotta get this shi- off my chest, empty the plate/clear the slate
I want to get on the mic give shout outs, but that ain't how it is
When it comes down to it, most everybody I've ever met really ain't shi-
If I look you in the eye, and ask if you will die, or at least let them bullets fly
But see a fool who'll drop the dime, run away from a fight, drop the ball time and time
Again - fu-- you, we castrate fake friends there ain't no makin' amends
When you cross the Mac-X, you knew it then - why you even tryin' to pretend
See we live in times when keepin' it real means being broke and pathetic
Fu-- that shi-, fu-- that noise, and fu-- your nonsense - yeah I said it what's next
Niggaz triflin' - capital ‘T’, and you're ‘riflin'’ for me
But I'm from BG always gon' be from BG - fu-- them motherfu--az 180
Bitc- you can't take me - your last resolve is to envy
Your experiences are petty, fu-- yo mom AND your dead homie
Ain't none of that bullshi- even comin' close to SGS III
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Verse 1 - Gutted Babies & Pretty Rainbows
It is A Pathetic State of Union
When a country regurgitates lies
When morality can be called into question
And laws can be made by thieves called politicians
Where human dignity is cast aside by those who choose to lie
HATE..WILL..NOT..BE..TOLERATED!
And when these nations stand silent
I..WILL..NOT!
DOWN WITH bush!
DOWN WITH bush!!
DOWN WITH bush!!!
DOWN WITH bush!!!!
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Verse 1 - E Luv
Definitely did not count to 10 before I wrote this shi-
But this rah rah, US is #1 garbage is makin' me sick
Next motherfu--er tell me if I don't like it, I can leave gets slapped
You fall back, then get capped and jacked as you dirt nap
Some motherfu--ers just can't live without being on top
Anybody else competin' be da-ned - opposition gets popped
It's your rules or there isn't even gonna be a game
Only way to gain peace is through war - a motherfu--in' shame
If Iraq was truly a threat
How was it that you mopped them niggaz up in about a month flat
Found more Weapons of Mass Destruction in my fu--in' back yard
Destroyed a country the size of California - I know that make your tiny dick hard
How the fu-- was it not about the oil
Yeah yeah I heard before, we get our supply from different soil
Keep it on the down low, we in theory don’t even have to do that
Liberatin' people, my as-, that's a bunch of fu--in' crap
Look at the schools, look at the poverty
Look at the divide between white and black - where is the equality
A leader's job is to bring people together and I find it sad
G-Dub's daughters weren't over there fighting when they took Baghdad
Verse 2 - E Luv
G-Dub's tryin' to remake the world in his own image - God Complex
Remember Burn Twice, I don't believe - to me he's just a bitc-
Unintelligent - dangerous, racist, imperialist, piece of shi-
Look at his crack head daughters - we follow a drunken lunatic
Who wants me to call him master - he thinks he knows best
Well what have we learned from his all new legal precedent
Be proactive, take your enemies out if you perceive a threat
I know G-Dub's evil, does that mean I should kill the fu--in' president?
Look how he got elected - votes sure meant a fu-- of a lot
With the partisan supreme court riding all over the right-wing cock
I thought they was supposed to be impartial - supposed to be about the law
For the most part the law consistently told the minority to fu-- off
Governor Ryan, got my respect, and that's comin' from my heart
He actually did the right thing - not what was the most popular
Leave it to Trent Lott - my as- would be enslaved in chains and shi-
It's not always what they say, it's what they think - but sometimes they slip
G-Dub needs to be put in check
They don't understand affirmative action - that'll surely be affected
Then my daughter loses the right to choose - Roe v Wade next
Don't put a fu--in' thing past them, slavery is the final step
Verse 3 - E Luv
A lot of rappers yell out fu-- the world, but G-Dub meant it
Where are the checks and balances on the US - that's some Hitler type shi-
But there I go givin' G-Dub too much credit
He's in too powerful of a position to be so fu--in' ignorant
Sell out motherfu--ers wake the fu-- up
G-Dub don't give a fu-- about nothin' that concerns us
You got Iraq but now what - the wound lies in a gaping cut
Compassionate conservatism my as- - help me quantify the blood
Confederate flag still flies - why? - commemorate what?
Think of the uproar if Def Mute changed the logo to a swastika
They slappin' us in the face daily - because those bitc-es can
Every freedom I've ever got was because of a law - it can be taken away again
I'ma person with a shi- load of questions straight out the suburbs
One that can rip the soul out the fu--in' mic like Shang Tsung never heard
Fu-- bein' silent, I be The motherfu--in' Egregious I
You wanna fight let's fight - you wanna talk, then you're gonna listen to my opinion
What's wrong with peace - what's wrong with talk?
Talk is not cheap when life is the cost
My son - age six looked at the results and sees you were wrong
Turns out the US is the Weapon of Mass Destruction
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Verse 1 - E Luv
Drivin' early mornin' down Lake Cook Road, that be the street
My head bobs as I begin listening to this new VoiceCrack beat
I give him props - this shi-'s soundin' kinda dark
But it's also smooth, cause in BG that's how we come out hard
I'm on the way to the office, officially out the hood
I make a left turn on path to Mettawa which puts me on Riverwoods
I notice 2 speed traps in the 35 that ain't no good
Never should've made eye contact - uh, there goes the mood..
These motherfu--az playin' these games - fu-- them motherfu--az they lame
I'm crazed, I'll eat they fu--in' brains
How many pigz in the Northwest Suburbs gotta run my plates?
They mad cause I'm makin' double they pay, in a BMW, and of the wrong race
But in order to run me plates, he gotta come up behind me all fast
Thinks I'll flinch, start drivin' abnormally then he'll nab my as-
No blood, no foul, I guess that's how I feel
I'm doing nothing wrong, that fu--er pull me over, this shi-'s gonna get real
Deep in my heart I know that all police ain't bad
Some really do care if I make it home safely to Mom and Dad
Like this one - he passed up somebody who was obviously speeding - probably drunk
To check on me, Blades, and Chicago Marc - it was 3am, we looked really young
Point is, I'll give this bitc- the benefit of the doubt
My plates check, clock says 32, he turns off south, fu-- him, I'm out
What's worse they fu--ed with me when I was innocent - hadn't lost my innocence yet
I swear to your god if I had a gun the first time, that cop would be dead
Hook 1 - Earl Solow
Probably pulled you over - over some bullshi- plates
Punk as- POlice would have got shot in the fu--in' face
Sayin' you ain't got yo shi- in the front - didn't say shi- to that Mercedes truck
That's a'ight though, I'll kill him only if he draw - but for now I want his badge number
Tired of motherfu--az not standin' up against the corruption
I make it impossible for them to function - all on the news with Jesse Jackson
The M-XC been in BG since the 70's which is longer than you
Your bitc- as- subdivision didn't even exist - you the fu--in' intruder
Verse 2 - E Luv
Niggaz talkin' all that fu-- shi-
But lookin' all Redman, when it's time for some action
When it's time to do the dirt, I don't do all that fu--in' talkin'
I bring the Beretta 93-r around - the magazine's already loaded in
Yes for this execution my shi-‘s already cocked
Learned how to carry gunz from Axel Foley on Beverly Hills cop
I like how he had the shi- concealed by the small of his back
Meant that motherfu--er was ready for anything - ready for the attack
Or should I say, to be attacked - defense wins championships
But we overwhelmed in this shi- ain't no shame in running
Blood splurtin' out these niggaz like they ain't nut in 2 weeks
And all I got to say about that shi- is ain't gon' be me
Fu-- pride, nigga my as- is still alive - so I duck inside my ride
Guess we'll settle this shi- some other time
What the fu--, how the fu-- that nigga fit in the backseat?
Must be off my game, this motherfu--er caught me slippin'
So I floor that motherfu--er in reverse
Just think, this fool take me out, we both dyin' in this hearse
He realizes this - ain't no use in usin' his gun
He wraps his arms around me strugglin' to neutralize The Egregious I
I throw stingin' elbows to his fu--in' nose
Spin the car 180 degrees - now I got the fu--er froze
At this point, he mad he goes for his gat
Right about the same time, I'm like fu-- that, bailed out…(CRASH) too bad
Hook 2 - Earl Solow
What the fu-- I know about gunz - better know somethin', we the Mac-X Crew
Gunz make the killin' easy, because to shoot is easy to do
Easy to trace, need to be careful when you buck them fools
Got to do some shi- to keep the authorities all confused
I'm not gon' lie, it was eerie the first time I took a life
But I no longer have God in my life, who gives a fu-- if I kill you and you die
From all that Thou Shall Not Kill, I'm no longer bound
Apparently neither were you when you decided to put that price on my crown
Verse 3 - E Luv
After a hard day's work, I return home to Mighty BG
Where some of the youth, feel that they run the fu--in' city
Last taxes them motherfu--az paid was on some bubble gum or condoms
Them motherfu--az gon' grow up to be some fu--in' bums
I head to the store because I need some more contact juice
This little boy throwin' a fit at the register actin' a got-da-n fool
I'm of the mind set to discipline him myself
But these bitc-made kids today will try to sue you all the way to jail
I wish my son would step with that bullshi-
I fu--ed you in this world, I'll fu-- you up and fu-- you out this bitc-
It's too fu--in' hard to make this money - out here competin' tryin' to support my family
I'll be da-ned if yo little as- gon' get the best of me
Honestly, I'm thinkin' myself what has caused the disrespect?
Is there a Daddy at home that can put the child in check?
Cause some of these motherfu--in' kids out here runnin' wild
Most thrown into daycare - fu-- that shi-, ain't nobody else raisin' my child
That's where they learn all that bullshi-, that tantrum shi-
Either it's gonna be E Luv or Lady Luv, to stay home and raise the kids
That last statement's so important in order to mold their experiences
Properly - how people havin' all these kids but no patience to raise them
Yeah it's hard, but you can't tell me the pregnancy was easy
What the fu-- did you think, but you didn't think, you was too busy
Now your child got a hold of that street culture - he had a 50/50 chance
But I digress, triburst parabellum lets loose - explodes the heart inside his chest
Hook 3 - Earl Solow
It's done, E Luv you better not be havin' no second thoughts about this
Fu-- that nigga, he dead - you went and squeezed that shi-
Shot in the motherfu--in' chest, murder is but only one sin
No different than the lust when we tag-teamed my girlfriend
The fact is, them motherfu--az wanna bring it to us
They payin' off motherfu--az we once thought we could trust
How deep does it lie - it's so much deeper than interlocking fingers
We been down since before day 1, it's time to kill off all these fu--in' niggaz
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Verse 1 - E Luv
I told VoiceCrack to make some shi- that sound like N'Sync
And this the beat he brought back to me
He was like, fu-- that, you payin' me to come up with our own style (DJ VoiceCrack)
I started noddin' my head - I was like, man this shi- wild
How the fu-- I'm gon' come soundin' like somebody else's shi-
I grew up off of niggaz like Ren, Cube, Dre, Yella - they some vets
Steal they style, them fools would destroy me lyrically - probably hurt my feelings
Then, I'd be responsible for the next dead rapper in the street
Got too much respect for those that came before me to do something like that
Fact is if I got my own jack, how the fu-- can I come wack?
As long as my boyz think my shi-'s tight, I'm doin' somethin' right
If I pick up some fans along the way, they can bang this shi- all the time
That be the end result, how I do it - pump the bass/raise the treble
Highs be clear/lows be rumblin', lyrics to the beat be felt
But regardless, I gotta be me - that's all I can be
That be about the only way I can be all I can be
Chicago House turned me on to all this music shi-
Then 4th grade orchestra showed me the possibilities are endless
Rap music went and fu--ed my whole world up
Gain some knowledge of self and now I'm like motherfu--a whut?!
I be bangin' everything from Lunascape to the Dixie Chicks
Everything from Tool to Lucia Mendez - I luv all that shi-
I can try to be like something I'm not but to put it mild
My shi- would sit on a shelf and I'd be labeled a wack as- audiophile
Verse 2 - E Luv GMNT and Earl Solow
I tried to be like B Gizzle Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Bad Az- Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Big Ed Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Brotha Lynch Hung Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like C-Bo Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like C-Murder Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Canibus Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Common Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like The D.O.C. Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Fiend Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like First Degree the DE Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Ganxsta Nip Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Guru Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Haystack Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Ice-T Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Jay-Z Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Kam Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Killa Tay Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Killah Priest Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Kingpin Skinny Pimp Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Kurupt Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like MC Eiht Shi- ain't work!
Verse 3 - E Luv
BG Niggaz roll with one pants leg cuffed - don't give a fu--
Name our cars and shi-, we on some different type stuff
Wake up in the morning lookin' harsh type shi-
Our music be but an extension of all our life experiences
When I'm talkin' about religion or politics - I'm dead fu--in' serious
Critics choose only to complain about how I killed off hundreds on my albums
Yeah I'll admit, a couple of them motherfu--az were an accident
But the other 346 really deserved it
Then they wanna complain about how I did the shi-
Sayin' you from the suburbs, wait a minute, how can you be - you ain't no killer
Terminator killed all them cops - didn't say shi- to schwarzenegger
Then, Motherfu--az all mad cause I didn't sound like the next nigga
It never ends - why they gotta get me started
This is why I'm heartless - they always gotta go and start shi-
Niggaz always fu--in' up my high..
Fu-- drugs, nigga I'm tryin' to be high off life
Haters wanna bring me down to they level of suicide
Yet they still manage to bump my shi- in they ride
And live to tell about it - yeah they luv to talk about it
Some talk shi- before they even heard my music
Listen to the fu--in' hit - take it for what it is
This be my style, my lyrics, my opinion, my take on the rap biz
I could change up my style because I got everybody's feelings hurt
But I'ma tell you right now, man, that shi- ain't work
Verse 4 - E Luv GMNT and Earl Solow
I tried to be like MC Lyte Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like MC Mack Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Mack 10 Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Magic Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Master P Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Mia X Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Mr. Serv-On Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Mystikal Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Paris Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Point Blank Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Project Pat Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Scarface Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Erick Sermon Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Silkk the Shocker Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Skull Duggery Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Snoop Dogg Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Tech N9ne Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Too $hort Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Xzibit Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Young Bleed Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Yukmouth Shi- ain't work!
I tried to be like Rich Korn Who? (GMNT) What the fu--? (Earl Solow)
E Luv: I found peace when I found myself....
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E Luv Buffalo Grove, Illinois
I am the Executive Producer of Def Mute Records as well as an artist. Lyrically, not too many rappers put as many lyrics as
I do into an average track that has something to say. Versatile, I get down for entertainment value as well too - with just as many lyrics....
My big accolade is the PUMA track - an explicit rap that won some admiration from groups that typically do not like rap.
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