[00:00.00] 作曲 : J. Rawls, Sanders[00:09.75]If hip hop was a crime, I'd be a felon, sellin[00:12.84]To all the conscious **** addicts, tragic, gotta have it[00:23.43]Get no static, rhymes get ripped automatic[00:30.78]Spray you from your feet to your cabbage[00:31.74]Lyrically hit you with the spiritual, infrared won't miss[00:33.72]Police lookin for the Catalyst[00:34.74]Hah, usually on the blocks in your neighborhood[00:36.63]When the flavor's good clientele's humunguous[00:38.19]Pittsburgh, Columbus[00:39.51]And all the other cities in the USA[00:40.59]Networkin, soon to be worldwide for certain[00:42.15]I know it's hurtin, competition creatin envy[00:43.47]Sure they wanna end me when they see me in a Benzi[00:47.94]Throw salt in my game, in my face act friendly[00:59.40]That's why I play em close till they ass get ghost[01:03.54]Ain't no love lost here, crampin my poster'[01:05.16]This game is cutthroat, so I'ma aim at the utmost[01:08.64]Spot, not knowing if I'm gonna get caught[01:10.50]Be up in heaven, openin for Big and Tupac[01:12.60]But that's the nature of it, some live, some kick the bucket[01:25.05]I'd be a damn fool not to love it[01:26.37]Right?[01:26.67][CHORUS x2][01:28.02]Imagine that, if hip hop was a crime[01:30.18]Would you stick and move, would you sell dimes?[01:32.31]Or would you switch sides and play the role of po nine[01:34.50]Blockin me from the go line[01:36.36]Preventin me from gettin mine[01:41.28][J. Sands][01:42.48]Everything is kosher, slayin punk MC's with my toaster[01:46.62]Itchy finger on trigger got my rep bigger[01:49.56]You should see em shiver knowin down deep I deliver[01:51.87]Bulls eye, direct hit with hollow tip lyric[01:55.62]Like the bully of the block all the kids fear it[01:57.09]J. Sands is untouchable, how you hear it[01:59.19]Echo wind through the hallways where I be all days[02:00.57]Hustlin, ain't no small plate cause ****** always[02:01.77]Wanna plot against the local cat with props[02:03.42]Makin it harder to set up my shop upon the block[02:06.57]Like a martyr I be in this war until I drop[02:09.09]But if it ain't the haters it's the goddamn cops[02:10.26]Stressin me, just so they can get some cream off the top[02:11.88]Testin me, so now I gotta scheme, call the team[02:14.04]Dante, [Name], J. Rawls and Raheem[02:15.06]The ill syndicate, quick to light up the scene[02:16.92]No prints, squeaky clean, toss the heat in the stream[02:18.63]Rendez-vous somewhere serene around 12:15[02:20.97]See, if you don't hold it down, no one will hold it for ya[02:28.50]So be sure to have a alibi plus a good lawyer[02:31.08][CHORUS x2][02:31.98][J. Sands][02:33.03]See, ****** know my status, ghetto celeb' kingpin[02:34.74]A hip hop's fiend friend who always seen in[02:36.06]The fly b-boy attire receivin[02:37.89]Praises from the holiest to the heathens[02:39.00]It's all good cause what I provide is pleasin[02:40.50]Comfortable, something your mind can ease in[02:41.67]One try, then you find out the reason[02:46.44]Why I got addicts for every season[02:48.78]Summer, spring, winter, fall and even[02:52.44]Leap years, you want that ****, then peep here[02:53.64]You need $10 and some change for the exchange[02:59.10]Then you'll have the ill sounds pumpin in your range[03:00.81]Or your walkman, head bouncin type strange[03:02.25]That's when you start to realize that your life is rearranged[03:04.35]Don't go to work no more cause all you want is the pure[03:11.85]Hip hop from the MC connoisseur[03:14.28]So now you on missions headed to the record store[03:15.84]Cop the product and beam up like never before[03:18.90]Now you're hooked for life and there's no escapin us[03:21.69]Cause one hit was too many, a million not enough[03:28.35][CHORUS x2]