Featuring Raphael Saadiq




Chorus: (Saadiq)




Never Do....what They Do, What They Do, What They Do...



Never Do....what They Do, What They Do, What They Do...




Verse One:




Yo, Lost Generation, Fast Pace Nation



World Population Confront Their Frustration



The Principles Of True Hip-hop Have Been Forsaken



It's All Contractual, And About Money Making



Pretend-to-be Cats Don't Seem To Know Their Limitations



Exact Replication And False Representation



You Wanna Be A Man, Then Stand Your Own



To MC Requires Skills, I Demand Some Shown



I Let The Frauds Keep Frontin



And Roam Like A Celluar Phone Far From Home



Giving Crowds What They Wanted



Offical Hip-hop Consumption, The 5th Dumpin



Keepin Ya Party Jumpin Wit An Original Somethin



Yo, I Dedicate This To The One Dimension-al



No Imagination, Excuse For Perpetration



My Man Came Over And Said



"Yo We Thought We Heard You"



Joke's For You



We Heard Your Bitin Ass Crew But Uh




Chorus: Raphael Saadiq




Never Do, What They Do When They Do What They Do



(repeat 2X)




Verse Two: Black Thought




Thin Is The Line Of Between Love And Hatred



The Game Is Ill-natured, It's Nothing Sacred



Hey Yo, It's Funny When I See Some Rap Niggaz Do The Making



Of You Would Blow Up Or Go As Far As They Can Take It



My Nine To Five Is Just To Hit Ya Get The Party Live



I'm Black Thought, Used To Rap For Sport



Now The Rhymes Need Life Support



I Take It Very Seriously Within This Industry



It's Various Crews That Try To Touch Me



But I Come Wit The Beautiful Thing



And I Bless The Track Plushly



Around The World The Crowds Love Me