No Pain, No Gain

[Intro]
Jam
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[Verse 1: Uptown]
Miggedy microphone checker
It's the bigger nigga come to wreck a
New skit to bring a new hit back to Mecca
Two styles combine with the bassline, designed to intertwine
Trap the funk and rap
A better competitor, dope rhyme editor
Make it sound better than a musical veteran
Hardcore, that's what I'm here for, or
I could get smooth with the sound of a groove
It ain't easy being me 'cause I be
A mathematical rap fanatical prodigy
I'm the kinda guy to make it kinda fly
Living in Bed-Stuy where you do or you die
But I'm a lyrical miracle that made a scene
As smooth as a harp yet sharp as a guillotine
It's not a New Jack Swing, it's a funk thing
And like freedom, let it ring, let it ring

[Instrumental]

[Verse 2: Uptown]
Once more, I'ma score with a metaphor
Harsh like a predator that you ain't ready for
I'm the erratical, energetical fiend
That spills on a reel to reel just like a submachine
I'm stunnin' them and then I'm runnin' them, makin' fun of them
If you cross over, you'll be one of them
I feel strong for what's going on, I got a lot to prove
But I won't move, band, bring the groove

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3: Uptown]
Take command, put up your hand if you're a man
Woman or child so we can all make a stand
To make things better, G, or what they better be
You can't get rid of me, I'm rap's epitome
I'll stake a bigger claim to make a bigger name
I could stain the rain 'cause no pain, no gain
Not for the negative straight for the positive
Band, release a little piece of what I gotta give

[Instrumental]

[Outro: Uptown]
Big up to that funky guitarist Albert Collins
And to the whole Buckshot Lefonque