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brothers just like myself
Dazed by the game
In a quest for extreme wealth
But I kick it to you hard and real
One wrong move, and you caps peeled
I ain't no
brothers
Here try these fuckers here

[Chorus]
All my niggas let's do it
All my bitches florin that ass let's do it
Looks a crooked eye muthafucka
with the juice when I do rock
I'm too hot, some say I got more juice then 2pac
(Straight outta jersey)
You heard me, my brother
I'm laughin

Time 4 sum
loose with the juice when I do rock
I'm too hot, some say I got more juice then 2pac
(Straight outta jersey)
You heard me, my brother
I'm laughin

Time 4
brain cell when it's puffed on a spliff 
And all that, the hi hat, go buy that, 
Listen, look, oops, brother where your eyes at? 
There on the floor,
brain cell when it's puffed on a spliff 
And all that, the hi hat, go buy that, 
Listen, look, oops, brother where your eyes at? 
There on the floor,
Dancing back to back 
Takes you off the beaten track 
You don't look at your partner at all 
When you dance back to back 

That's that new
dies
Her face is shining when you close your eyes
When you feel the heat when the light is gone
You been burnt by the midnight sun
When you look for
Comedy and tragedy
When irony is your strategy
So you jump up singing on cue like a laugh track
Switch lanes or remain in the fast track
You don't
Dancing back to back 
Takes you off the beaten track 
You don't look at your partner at all 
When you dance back to back 

That's that new
Motherfuckin' real G's

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
cried, Bill, Bill, Bill when are you coming back.
I cried in a stranger's arms standing there by the railroad tracks.
Oh, yes I did.

The day you left
Gonna look back to the middle of the track
And you know it's going upside
Le, le, da, le
Telling me
Ah ha, uh hu

Ooh look back to the middle
Blindfolded, okay, yeah, I know it sounds adorable
But dollars signs in pop's eyes grew creepy and deplorable

He said, "Play by the noises, follow the ding
sometimes just to break ill
Knuckle up, buster, fool, in his fuckin eye
All hands, I need no gun, yo punk, why?
Cause if I pull my gun, you die
No second try
I'm sexy when I'm standing in my drawers 
If you can't check me when I'm rapping, put the tape on pause 
And listen to the incredible shit that I kick
Make you twist to the list
Of a funky brain cell when it's puffed on a spliff

And all that, the hi hat, go buy that
Listen, look, oops, brother
Make you twist to the list

Of a funky brain cell when it's puffed on a spliff
And all that, the hi hat, go buy that
Listen, look, oops, brother where
the moon is at
If you in tune to that, you can never lose in rap
Astronomy, all in inside of me
For that conscious lyric, you know who you got to see!
a coming
They're getting in for one free bite
I was taken by surprise
By the glint in the eyes of a sweet campaign
Smelling strongly of lies
You
funky tracks we lay
Need I say I built my rep on
The fact when others turned back I kept on
Rhymin, climbin, the timin, the fist fighter
All you crumb
imaginary dish

Standing on the corner watching all the girls go by
Standing on the corner giving all the girls the eye
Brother, if you've got a rich
on and on and let me kick the rab
That light skinned brother with mad shaft up your fuckin' ass

You wanna see me get cool, the original rude bwoy, fuck with
rude boy shit, criminology lefit
Legalize dude to get me mega-rich Selassie I
We can all get by if we unify
Gettin' chinky eye off the stimuli,
rude boy shit, criminology lefit
Legalize dude to get me mega-rich Selassie I
We can all get by if we unify
Gettin' chinky eye off the stimuli,