Payback - Dick Nixons

I feel the track and, ride it like the wind
Like Christopher, back to deliver again
First off, you must know I'm no gimmick
I'm quick witted, get it? Minute by minute
Like the Doobies, Who's he? Of course it's
The cat who goes on like the courtship, of Ossie and Ruby
So if you quick to pop shit ya need to quit flappin' jaws
Ya hesitate to step to the plate, ya lack the gall
But when I'm rapping y'all, I elevate my game like Kobe
When he decided to feed cats the ball
Now watch me grace the microphone with splender
Payback's the name Big Black Buck's the gender
Now to the agenda, I'm at your door knockin
Sockin MC's who are bitch made, full of oxytocin
Back at Oxy broke then, now I'm 9 to 5'in
But if this here jumps off then shit, I'm resigning
Until then, I do it for the love not the payment
Represent for real hip hop and ghetto laymen
Let me tell ya, I'm peeved with these MC's posin
With wack takes, coons in black face, Al Jolsons
I'm gone from swigin' Old E to Molson's
That's progress cuz believe me Payback was on some Woooh
I'm barely feelin' hip hop nowadays
Cuz MC's are compromising art for salary
I take 'em all out on GP
With styles grimier than evidence that's tampered with by LAPD
Geechies, You're Doo Doo, light weight like shit from a poodle
I'm a real dude, I see through you
Posers, sellin' a million makin' a killing
Then get the big head and break bread with Russ Simmons
Fuck that, I keep it live with slick diction
MC's get exposed and impeached Dick Nixons

Written by:
Rob Lewis

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