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I'm like a dopefiend shakin in the alley fiendin for a hit

Can you bring this? 

Huuuh, when I listen to your tape, I can feel it

Nothing but them bomb beats, comin straight from Cali

This is for them players, can you sing this?

Dopefiend shakin in the alley, fiendin for a fix

Cause baby, I need it



[VERSE 1]

East Coast, West Coast, worldwide and all over the globe

MC's got this rap game wrong

Suckers think being the greatest on the microphone

Is when you're ridin in stretches and the stations playing your song

In a tiny studio there's a wanna-be star

With big hopes and dreams of rappin and livin large

The clothes, plus the cars and the video broads

At a show he gets a call by a crooked A&R

You know how the rest go, the snake told the boy he gon' blow

"Sign your name right here, we even front you some dough"

And he did it, no lawyer, no care

Daydreamin of kickin it with Les and Joe Claire

Lyin on the tube 'bout how you'se a player

Or some type of gangsta with a rappin career

Or one of them fools yellin 'bout 'keep it real'

Are you a platinum artist with that four point deal?

That's major ill, you shoulda been like double M and

Played for scrill, boss boller appeal

I set up shop to serve all rap fiends

And all you gotta do is just repeat after me



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[VERSE 2]

I was gone for a minute, but now the man is back in it

Shob rotation like them chrome twomps spinnin

Consumers be spendin they cash

On weak rap albums, because the single's a smash

Just the thougth of it make me laugh

And his rap style old and towed and that production was trash

I know you needed somethin to slam when you mash

Have you high speedin, I make your whip crash

You can turn it up if you want whiplash

I'm steady bobbin your head cause I'm comin like that

Rap fans goin through a drought

Cause they ain't had no Mall

Cold turkey, but now you're back perky

Goin out to all the b-boys and the girlies

I'ma keep ya bouncin like the Sugarwolf Shirlies

Suckers ain't worthy to get near

As I bless this track, all a young mack hear...



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[VERSE 3]

The drought is over, the drought is over, yeah y'all

The drought is over, the drought is over, Mac Mall

Got that perfect drug

Some of that supernova game that I know you love

Record stores double up, rap shows filled to capacity

With all souls possessed by my flow and its speed

On this radio station over thousands of watts

And the rollers can't stop my knot

Media can't take my props, I'm in the studio preparin a hit

Manny mannish on some blow up shit

And you can't kick this habit, so submit

California to Miami, I got your fix

Name ringin in your ear like when you slam this here

See, my name is young Mac Mall and servin game is my career

Surgeon General say this style (is addictive)

The more I keep comin, the more you keep listening

Like a dopefiend, know what I mean

Real soldier about the green

Industry can't boost my esteem

Mean-muggin as the moeny is made

Me and my deejay as the whole crowd say...



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