Everytime I feel this shit  I'm motivated
 Not only do we flow this shit  we demonstrate it
 We come to far to turn back now  I hope we make it
 But everytime them prophets fly  I'm motivated

 (Juicy J)
 Back in the days
 I used to get down
 Pockets on e
 I can't do nothin' but frown
 Feelin' my belly and don't come around
 Had to be pushin' that bope by the pound
 Go with da folk that be pullin' a bitch
 Not to popular now you know you're the shit
 Fuckin' with reala
 That know you're legit
 Pushin' that shit that you shoot in your wrist
 had ot be down about makin' my grip
 Pumpin' the beat
 Hopin' the needle won't skip
 Nukin' a dinner while flippin' the script
 Niggas still trippin' still runnin' they lip
 Now they just comin' in larger amounts
 Then I stack them in my bank account
 This is for half of your ass watch it bounce
 Motivation for my power and clout

 (DJ Paul)
 20 years old
 Ridin' in a 80,000 dollar viper
 Better watch out for the snipers
 They be bumpin' our tapes
 But they really don't like us
 Why must some local bustas try to dis me
 When they don't even know me
 Not knowin' i'll run up on they ass
 With a motherfuckin' mac
 Kill em' all off slowly
 I'm tryin' to keep my cool, keep my cool
 Cause I got plenty to lose
 My fuckin' surroundings be another nigga singin' the blues
 So how I keep's myself on top of things and motivate
 I quickly erase all you hoes that be playa hatin'

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 (Gangsta Boo)
 For you motherfuckin' niggas
 For you motherfuckin' hoes
 Stayin' real as ca be
 On my fuckin' ten toes
 Never be the one to fall
 I'm rising oh so quickly
 I know you hate me
 But I'm gon' stay motivated
 This crazy lady
 Don't give a fuck bout' what you say
 It don't mean shit
 Maybe cause I'm stackin' cheese
 And you ain't stackin' nothin' but dicks
 Including you niggas too
 You be ridin' on dicks
 I know you do
 I'm stayin' on top of my game
 I'll be number one so nigga fuck you

 (Scarecrow)
 This music game is gonna drive me insane
 It's all about figures
 Cause when you're dealin' with heavy stakes
 Somethin' gon' brake or get injured
 Niggas talkin' bout' paying dues
 I got the bruises to prove it
 Did everything a nigga could do
 To make it in the game of rap music
 But still everytime I try to make a move some mothefuckers always
 gotta doubt
 And then them very same niggas don't know what the fuck they talkin'
 bout'
 Keepin' the faith up on my plate
 Was the reflection of my face
 Sayin' it to make it but still gave the good Lord his grace

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