Make Tracks

Makin' crazy tracks it's mellow with the music

Did you know that you have a mind so use it

Now this may sound confusin', yes yes indeed

You got what you want, well I got what I need

Walk down the block and say hi to the fellas

Lookin' at ya funny, maybe it's 'cos they're jealous

Don't let it hit the spot, 'cos they want what you got

To knock you out the box and fill ya empty slot

So hustle like a gigolo and go for what you know

If you need a lesson get tickets to my show

If you called the ho, yo there must be a reason

You caught some ill shit, now ya gotta stop the skeezin'

Get a job hooker, better yet pick up a book

Step in front the mirror and take a long look

This method of attack is opposite of wack

So if ya got the knack it's time to make tracks

Lookin' like the next man, is that who you are?

Copy cattin' nigga's won't take ya very far

So be your own man son, live your life grand

Be your own ruler of your own plot of land

Sellin' crystal meth aka the crack rock

Don't be too mad when ya find ya ass locked

Killin' off ya brothers, stringin' out ya mother

That may not be your case but it surely is for others

Doin' dirty deeds, and pullin' off the capers

Now you're lookin' gassed with ya picture in the papers

Far from being wack, yo if you're proud and black

You'll listen to the rap and then you'll make tracks

Bootleg tapes? Yo, what are you, crazy?

Knockin' niggas out, huh, that shit don't faze me

Don't let me catch you boy, I'll play you like a toy

Not tryin' to be a bully, but I'm quick to stop your ploy

There's better things to do, other ways of getting' paid

Illin', cold chillin', and layin' in the shade

Just look at Hi-C and Rahsaan for example

We're too legit to quit and our dough supply is ample

So if ya gotta brain or a head on your shoulders

Better use it quick 'cos you're only getting' older

It's knowledge that I kick, it's courage that you lack

Ya best to get it fast duke, and make tracks