What They Do

I let the frauds keep frontin'
Keepin' ya party jumpin' with an original somethin'
Offical hip hop consumption, the 5th dumpin'
Joke's on you, you heard a bitin' ass crew but uh
"To put it short I want it made like Ed", Nuff said
Around the world the crowds love me from doing tours
Recipient of applause from all'a you and yours
You wanna be a man, then stand your own
My nine to five is just to hit ya get the party live
It's all contractual and about money making
Livin' the life of limos and lights, airplanes and trains
The principles of true hip hop have been forsaken

To absorb and sweat it out your pores
And roam like a cellular phone far from home
Yo, I dedicate this to the one dimensional
Never do what they do, what they do, what they do
Never do what they do, what they do, what they do
Infinitely go against the grain, that's why my motto's to
My man came over and said, "Yo, we thought we heard you"

World population, confront their frustration
While I'm continuing to
I'm Black Thought, used to rap for sport

Never do what they do, what they do, what they do
I take it very seriously within this industry
Keyboards and mics, bass chords and drum kicks
Never do what they do, what they do, what they do
When I first spark the arts, when the listening start
Giving crowds what they wantin'
And my mental thick to hit my head like brick

Now who can stop the music runnin' through these veins
Never do what they do, what they do, what they do

Never do what they do, what they do, what they do
As I embark on a mission welcoming to the dark
Exact replication and false representation
We let the ladies blend with the darkskin devil bred and discover
Hey yo, it's funny when I see some rap niggaz do to make it
To MC requires skills, I demand some shown
The game is ill natured, it's nothing sacred

A few would blow up or go as far as they can take it

Thin is the line that run between love and hatred
It's various crews that try to touch me
My level is that of no other and roots crew reign offical and true

Now the rhyme saying rent paying life support
I've dealt more stealth than all the wicked wealthy
Mentality undetectable by the naked eye
Then after that, I'm puttin' on my cousin Hamed
My style fortified by all of Philadelphi
Then I get paid when the record is played
Never do what they do, what they do, what they do
Yo, yo, lost generation, fast paced nation
Never do what they do, what they do, what they do
No imagination, excuse for perpetration
Never do what they do, what they do, what they do

Pretend to be cats, don't seem to know their limitations
Creator of original sounds to send to stores you take home
Open your head wide and let the thought inside
Short days and long nights

But I come wit the beautiful things and I bless the track plushly