Lyrics Doin' My Thang - Mykill Miers
For
sho',
this
Myke
Miers
Just
doing
my
thang
you
know
Just
trying
to
get
it
done
Uhh,
Check
it...
[Verse
1]
I've
been
trying
to
do
my
thang
in
this
rap
game,
for
a
long
time
I
kick
strong
rhymes,
but
it's
been
hard
times
Been
through
the
industry
mumbo-jumbo
You
see
life
is
like
a
obstacle
course,
sometimes
you
stumble
Stay
humble,
with
the
little
acclaim
I
gain
I'm
prepared
for
whatever
fame'll
bring
Will
I
fall
the
same
traps
as
these
cats
before
me
Will
the
fans
ignore
me,
or
will
they
adore
me
Will
I
have
glory
and
wealth,
or
just
stories
to
tell
Am
I
destined
to
succeed
or
is
it
for
me
to
fail
Yo
dog,
I
don't
know
what
the
future
will
hold
All
I
know,
is
I'm
trying
to
complete
my
goal
Let
the
truth
be
told,
I
don't
trust
nobody
but
a
few
So
I
don't
give
a
damn
about
you
You
a
fan
or
a
friend,
or
you
buying
my
CD
Other
than
that,
we
don't
really
need
to
speak
But
Yo!
Chorus:
I'm
just
doing
my
thang
yo,
I'm
just
doing
my
thang
yo
I'm
just
doing
my
thang
yo,
I'm
just
doing
my
thang
uh
\"Oh-Oh-Ohhhhh,
you
gotta
do
your
thang\"
- [scratched
in
sample]
I'm
just
doing
my
thang
yo,
I'm
just
doing
my
thang
yo
I'm
just
doing
my
thang
yo,
I'm
just
doing
my
thang
yo
\"Oh-Oh-Ohhhhh,
you
gotta
do
your
thang\"
- [scratched
in
sample]
[Verse
2]
I
be
up
late
night
trying
to
make
tight
rhymes
and
beats,
I
ain't
trying
to
sleep
See,
the
best
is
what
I'm
trying
to
be
I
never
reached
that,
but
I
be
close
enough
Trying
to
get
the
crowd
opened
up
You
know
what
sucks,
how
these
wack
MCs
get
on
Knowing
damn
well,
their
whole
style
I
shit
on
I
grown
too
hot
for
y'all
MCs
to
sit
on
You
making
bets,
then
I'm
the
one
you
put
your
bid
on
Put
your
money
on
me
and
I
guarantee
you'll
get
your
win
on
Myke
Miers
get
his
spit
on
and
kid
on
Me
and
Diverse,
ain't
just
trying
to
get
in
the
game
We
tryin'
to
change
it
That's
why
we
considered
dangerous
Playing
us
as
the
trend-setters
I've
been
better,
than
most
of
y'all,
but
you
know
what,
I'm
getting
better
The
better
I
get,
the
more
cheddar
I
get
I'll
sever
your
clique
Can't
get
fresher
than
this
But
Yo!
Chorus:
[Verse
3]
I
tar-get
the
mar-ket,
where
I
fit
Where
ever
I
fit,
then
I
hit
I
get,
DJs
to
play
my
shit
from
state
to
state
Doing
shows
so
they
can
see
me,
face
to
face
I
don't
know
what
it
takes
to
make
a
hit,
I
don't
have
a
clue
I
just
do
what
I
know
how
to
do
Feed
it
to
the
people
who
want
real
hip-hop
If
it's
tight
they
will
cop
If
it's
ain't
they
will
not
It's
that
simple
that's
how
I
keep
it
So
they
could
peep
it,
there's
no
secret,
the
mic
I
freak
it
Yo,
man
I
seen
it
without
even
looking,
you
predictable
You
was
hating
me
way
before
I
kicked
a
flow
You
didn't
know
your
info,
was
on
the
wrong
source
You
were
on
the
right
path,
but
you
on
the
wrong
course
It's
like
Jordan
playing
baseball,
he
in
the
wrong
sport
Or
Agassi
shooting
hoop,
you
know
he
on
the
wrong
court
But
Yo!
Chorus:
1 Intro
2 Doin' My Thang
3 Do the Math (feat. Iriscience)
4 Triggernometry
5 Straight Dirt (feat. AG & GD)
6 Rock the Mic
7 The Illest
8 Cut Throat (feat. Born Allah & E-Rule)
9 Killing Spree
10 Wanna Be an MC? (feat. Freddie Foxxx)
11 Who Am I?
12 Immaculate (feat. Dikshen & Diverse)
13 Don't Test
14 Best Friends Become Strangers
15 Bigga Brother
16 It's Been a Long Time Coming
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