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the day I die!

Chorus:
(2 Live Crew) (They're back!)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Say-whut-say-whut?)
(2 Live Crew) (They're-back-they're-back!)
(2 Live Crew
find ya wealth
Once you get it, you gotta live it the limit
Niggaz never wanna see you with it, fuck them tho'

Niggaz can't come close enough to touch
on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever? Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo Big Noyd it's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever? Party's over, tell
Yeah, check it
Yo yeah I smoke weed now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote guns in case my dram pop up
It's crew love I spit two at every few
to live?

Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggas
Fuck bein' tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers
2Pac'll spark a revolution, fuck
Check it out y'all
Ch-ch-check it out y'all
Two, two Live Crew 
Two Li, two Li, two Li, two Live Crew
Fresh, fresh, fresh Kid Ice
Tre-treach Dee
yo fuckin lip up
'cause money and murder is the code that I live by
Come to ya set and do a muthafuckin walk by
Deep in the game preparing for
chillin and
Front on this and get dissed, motherfucker
Me and my crew, me and my crew we be chillin and
Front on this and get dissed

Ah one two
won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Are, realest niggas puttin it down
won't stand by
And let a n**** do his dues
F*** these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Are, realest n****s puttin it down
won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus: x2]
Are, realest niggas puttin it down
Oh,
times, kid
Shit, cold be starvin' make you wanna do crimes kid
But I'ma lamp, 'cause a crime couldn't beat a rhyme
Niggaz catching 3 to 9's, Muslims
hard to the head like shots of Jack Daniels

Y'all, bitch crews, don't wanna fuck with us
Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
Y'all, bitch
get cheese and smoke green with my guys
I'm on a green diet, I don't want no french fries

I just wanna get by, I just wanna get high
I just wanna
cous' Fuzz/fuzz
A simple, "How ya do?" Ah check it from my friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special

Now there's no Shiny Happy People in
Well,
It's so raw,
The way she screams it's hardcore
I can't ignore
The way you dress it's hardcore

Maybe I don't wanna live
With my anger 24/7
F*ck him like ya do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my two-one-deuce
C***-a-licking in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo in
because I know I'm not paranoid
When I say I saw ya tryin' to mock me
Now you and your crew are on a mission tryin' to hawk me
But it isn't happenin' ya
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my two one deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm
live I'm comin back to find you poppy

What y'all niggas wanna do?
Yo we can take it outside
Ya'll niggas want something?
Yo we can take it outside
live I'm comin back to find you poppy

What y'all niggas wanna do?
Yo we can take it outside
Ya'll niggas want something?
Yo we can take it outside
Pack a hundred people, ya know ya gonna need'em
        Straight with the system is down by law
        Cause every two hours they get nine more
Hello everybody and how do you do? 
Gonna rock shock your body  we're the cryptik souls crew 
Rock rock to the beats ya'll, rock rock to the beats
your body loose
let go and feel the groove

i just wanna have fun 2 nite
we can have fun 2 nite

yeah, baby don't stop
j-o-d-e-c-i bout to make ya
a cape on ya, fine
You'll be wearing a black suit a long time
I put your crew in hard bottoms
The priest is like, "God's got him
He never did nuttin