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letra de what you in it for? - pegz

[chorus: pegz, mantra, illy & jimmy nice]
what you in it for? the s-xual intercourse?
the jets? the fame? success from the big awards?
we in it for the love, man, we in it for the ride
we in it for the love, man
what you in it for? respect from the inner-core?
connect with the world expressin’ our hidden thoughts
we in it for the love, man, we in it for the ride
we in it for the love, man

[verse 1: pegz]
yeah, yeah
droppin’ heaters on my hip-hop bottom feeders
from yarrawonga to [?] tonga in polynesia
my brother’s keeper, the provocative speaker
f-ck the police, i duck and weave like an underachiever
(obese crew!) follow the leader, spittin’ quality
critics watchin’ like swiss chronology (come on!)
b-tches plottin’ like british colonies
in a world, every second child’s livin’ in poverty (yep)
i try thinkin’ positive and livin’ properly
but raw sh-t runs through my veins like criminology
when obese drops diggers coppin’ lobotomies
[?] lockin’ their doors and finger poppin’ erotically
who want a hardcore [?]
cranial cavity’s crushed by the weight of my gravity
capital p, parody navigatin’ with clarity
collaborate on a track, marinatin’ the narrative

[verse 2: jimmy nice]
gimme more
turn that mic up a little bit more
this for the fans who feel like they know me
chloe, ninteen, said her nights get lonely
finds comfort in knowin’ she ain’t the only
homie, i’m the one, no second, no third
i’m in it for the wax embedded with my words
spit it for the team (one day) that gave me my self-esteem
sh-t was hoop dreams sittin’ on the curb, that’s word
to the first rhyme written, my first time
you and i forever, baby, who was i kiddin’?
mum, i think i’m losin’ my religion (got a) bag full of chrome
i got no dad at home, who’s trippin’? (huh?)
i’m in it for the sh-t that make sense on the fifth, six listen
not the fish sticks you cookin’ in the kitchen (nah)
illy, pegz, mantra (yes), [?] questions
really no answers, ‘fore the time’s out though, i’ma find out, yo

[verse 3: mantra]
all right now, yo, yo
cool, collected, and fuel injected
kid with a next to invisible [?] reflection
off the record we take ’em to school
on the record we playin’ for the fool with this unholy method
my ghoulish essence is ever-present in many sectors
even truly intrepid adventurers are full of tension
phaze always call the blessed [?]
i [?] stairways to heaven with my full intentions
rule essentially is step back, i move from a step back
step over the next act
rep rap ’cause it’s what we best at
rocket like a jetpack, flyin’ overhead, silhouetted in jet black
bless tracks incessantly, pegz back
with a brand new album, this is an x-axis
so why wouldn’t i credit it with a rhyme
an insight into hip-hop’s most mystifyin’ mind

[verse 4: illy]
i’m into this sh-t
to mean somethin’, flatly refuse to leave wonderin’
one of few acts influencin’ the youngin’s
pegz back in the booth, go the scene jumpin’ hoops
this for dudes reppin’ my crew since way back, day one’in’
those goin’ against it, we rub your noses in it
f-ck ’em, i’ll succeed by muself, never needed your help
bear witness, lay claim to my business
way back in oh-seven n0body cared to listen
when i told you what i set to achieve [?] before i leave
on the last pegz lp, f-ck you gon’ tell me, man?
i didn’t call it? say that with a straight face
rapped since eighth grade, overnight success was late
labelled a one-hit wonder, then the second album smashed
now them rats trace maps of the chase
i stated what i had planned, you watchin’ it come to hand
f-ckin’ four years late, but you’re startin’ to understand
what i’m in it for

- pegz

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