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Mass Appeal chords and lyrics - GANG STARR
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[Verse 1] [F]Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal [Verse 2] No way, you'll never [F]make it Come with the weak shit, I'll break it Step into my zone, mad rhymes will stifle ya Lines like rifles go blast when I kick some ass A lot of rappers be like one time wonders Couldn't say a fly rhyme if there was one right under Their noses, I hate those motherfuckin' posers But I'm so real to them it's scary And with my unique skills, nah, you can't compare me And no, we don't make wack tracks And all the suckers get pushed back when I'm kickin' real facts I represent, set up shit like a tent, boy You're paranoid 'cause you're a son like Elroy And you'd be happy as hell to get a record deal Maybe your soul you'd sell to have mass appeal [Verse 3] Money's [F]growin' like grass with the mass appeal Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal Mass appeal [Verse 4] Oh yes, I'm greater [F]than all MC's When I breeze, give me room please I be like fascinatin' when I be updatin' Cuttin' off wack kids, pullin' their trump cards I thump hard, and make 'em say that I'm God Niggas be pretendin' they're hardcore Never know the meaning of (raw) But I get props like a slogan And no man could ever try to diss when I kicks my jam Lyrically def and connectin', complete mic wreckin' No double checkin', vocals kill like weapons But if I have to, I go all out with no mic Yeah, that's right, 'cause I survived mad fights And for my peeps I truly care 'Cause without some of them I wouldn't be here And they all know how I feel 'Cause suckers be like playin' themselves to have mass appeal [Verse 5] Money's [F]growin' like grass with the mass appeal Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal [Verse 6] I know I'm dope, [F]but don't wet that I've suffered setbacks, but now I'm makin' greenbacks Just like baggy slacks, I'm crazy hip-hop Check Check one two and you don't stop Your head'll bop when I drop my crop of pure bomb Just like the seashore, I'm calm But wild, with my monotone style Because I don't need gimmicks Gimme a fly beat and I'm all in it Word is bond, I go on and on For you it's tragic, I got magic like wands So I'ma end this lecture and I bet ya Those who kick dirt, in due time I'm gonna get ya 'Cause I be kickin' the real While they be losin' the race tryna chase mass appeal [Verse 7] Money's [F]growin' like grass with the mass appeal Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal Mass appeal Mass appeal Mass appeal [Outro 1] Mass appeal [F]
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