Intro:

Yo Troy I ma come on the rhythm
with a little bit of Communism
Yeahhah
So check it outyeah

Chick-a chick-a I m
Chick-a chick-a on
Chick-a chick-a my
myown shit
Like an entrepeneurthat stepped in maneur
man I m newer than a Jack I went up the hill with Jill
And Jack Jill s big bootay
We did the booty upI told the Bitch she Betta Have My Money
or step to the AMG
You know Com Senseoh yeah him be
That nigga that be making all the bid-by-by-bye sounds
But since thenCommon calm down!
I m on some calm shit watch Com get complicated
Simple motherfuckers say the way that Com communicated
was too complexI got a complex not to complain
on my brain no complain and so will my community
And I prefer compliments
So I complement at an angleof ninety degrees
It s the nintiesand music got known for grease
I got a sense of direction and a compass
Come passed MC s with no compassionthough I heard the screams of
But I ain t shyso why shall I comfort
Commiserate at the fort with Jeff I m so ill
But I chilled in my compartment with no company and no meals
Now Com can get the pantybut I want my own company
And Com is on a mission not to work for commission
It s a common market and it s so much competition
but to mecompetition is none
To my comp I m a ton I get amped like Watts in a riot
my compact disc is a commodityso buy it
Instead of competing with Pete
Com compromisedCom made a promise
Not to commercializebut compound the soul
without the elementscompelling sense into Communism

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