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9 dub an' insane 4 life
West an' North side keep brangin it rite

Let's all come 2getha leave that bull alone
I'm tired of playin games man wuts
humble of bowl
Trip over the ninety way take off all of our clothes
Kiss most of me right away because I'm about to explode
And if you don't know, know
from these punk police, 'cause lil' niggaz on the street
(My fuckin' lil' homies)

I remember, when you was just a lil' G
Flirting with death, playin'
on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police, 'cause lil' niggaz on the street (My fuckin' lil' homies)

I remember, when you was just a lil' G
Flirting with
I said.
Girl I think I need more

Ya
Usually I'm not worried
But der is something that is about you like marryn
I need a lil time 
Maybe piece
back at me as soon as you can
We gotta show 'em what we are all about homie
Let the Mayhem begin, que no?

[Verse Two: Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow]
Kickin'
in peace
Elbraud, Nextditch, and Big Leaf
Lil Girl, and Boo, and Anguard
Big Pepper, God damn what y'all thinkin about
They gone, I mean they
Have they helped you out, you're such a hopeless victim
Please don't do me any favors, Mr. Intentional
All their talk, seasoned to perfection
The road
die
[4x]

[Chorus]

[Mr. Lil One]
*Talkin*
So never run those lips
If you not knowin about this
All you doin is puttin your life 
Where your mouth is
presto

And you'll all say
"Oh, well I never, was there ever
A cat so clever as magical
Mr. Mistoffelees"

"Oh, well I never, was there ever
A cat so
my beats
You lil boyz think a producer won't take y'all off y'all feets
You lil boyz know I do beats for twenty
You lil boyz add that up: zero zero
We've taken all you've given
It's gettin' hard to make a livin'
Mr. President, have pity on the working man

We ain't asking you to love us
You may
that money on big colleges
Still most of y'all come out confused

Go ahead, Mr. Wendal 

Mr. Wendal has freedom
A free that you and I think is dumb
thought it would be you
The city that I represent talkin' all that shit
Because all we do is kick it and mind our own business
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow
in mayonnaise

Says Mr. Barbeque
Mr. Barbeque
Mr. Barbeque
Mr. Barbeque

Hey, thanks a lot Doc my arm's feeling great
Oh, by the way, could you
that money on big colleges
Still most of y'all come out confused

Go ahead, Mr. Wendal 

Mr. Wendal has freedom
A free that you and I think is dumb
Please Mr Crusoe, pleased could you 
Give your regarded opinion on this nonsense 
About spaceships and even space people.

Mr Crusoe:  (Jimi Hendrix)
I know they miss you

[Chorus]
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever, ever, ever! Be free?
[Featuring Mac] 

[Master P] 

Dear Mr. President i live in the hood 

Where people live bad 

But say its all good 

And my homies
[Mr. Lil One (Talkin)]
Ha Ha, mothaf**kas
It's mothaf**kin Lil One
Up here with my dawg G to P to A
We fin to fuck up all 5 of you
And the rest
coast worldwide
All my playas in the hood stay fly
And if your ballin' let me hear you say ride (ride)

[Verse 2: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
It's Lil
of a pistol
My brother run out and come back in all excited

And I said what was it and he said it was the report of a pistol and then he said
Mr Garfield
[Mr. Lil One]
And you'd better be knowing exactly what it is
That my motherfuckin Shadow be talkin' about up in this Motherfucker
HEHEHEHEHEHHEEEEE, For
you, all over, 'till you're screamin', for more

Say my name, Lil' Kim, it's you and me
Go to the V.I. and make some honey
Let me dance for you like
And talk about lies talk about truth and talk about life 
I know soon I go see me come back with about 10 crows 
So I make it all simple you, you