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To *'Stand By Me'
Like Ben E. King said
The rest of my life
Listen!

Baby! Baby!

It's too (late)
You're too late to wake up
(It's too late to wake up)
like a magic 
trick turned by a chick with a bad habit 
Opportunity to move I grab it 
Me and my moms have static, now I wreak Hennesey and havoc
backstrokin, you don't know me or my style
We hold court and blow trial
You catch 'cal when you browse through my X-Files, who be next now
Man's down, hands down
Channel backstrokin, you don't know me or my style
We hold court and blow trial
You catch 'cal when you browse through my X-Files, who be next now
Man's
carton
You could still feel chills from the team
On 118, my nigga Ben fly by like it's a dream
His face on his Shirt Kings
Laced in a pinky ring, in
said: 
Are you from the westside is it so? 
i said hell yea and who wanta to know (me) 
in slow mo fo' fo' slugs face down in the mud 
puddle full
on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E

Since the last time you heard from me I lost
like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags

Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow
Fifth out, runnin' up in
Fool I'm a vet you can bet that 
I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it) 
Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there 

(For life) I'm still
Ja and E-Dub
Strictly for the love

We fuck hoez and bust slugz, Nigga
Why in da world would you put me in da position
To put niggaz out
'cause I'm feelin the need to cut off da air dat you breathe
By any means it's Ja and E no in beetweens

[E-Dub]
Now we move agile, 
You and yo niggaz
This cut will still bump when it's an oldie 

And if we still ain't sold platinum or gold 

That'll be the bigges lie you ever told me, hold
committin homicides and drive-bys 

livin with ????? 

but still slanging that fuckin pie 

and got more bitches than you 

so what the fuck you
What was the reason?
Didn't need one
Like instinct born into a trade
Not by choice but for a purpose
Push the rock move the stone
Forever
ninjas
'll come through, tuxedos on with the gold llamas
Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags
L-Y-T-E

There are Hip-Hop leaders, this you know
We also have, hip-hoppers that follow
By the tone of my voice, you can tell I am a scholar
I'm also
can't feel my legs
I meet doctor who at King Drew medical center 
As I enter I.C.U.
He said the bullet hit a nerve that was vital
I said I can't move
them lo-lo's, girl
(Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E)

Since the last time you heard
why my homies call me D the L-O-see
You'll catch me at a party deep in O.C.
Representin that punk rawk stylee
When I'm on the mic i make the crowd move
am the Lyte as a rock L-Y, L-Y-T-E

There are Hip-Hop leaders, this you know
We also have, hip-hoppers that follow
By the tone of my voice, you can
nothing
And I've had a lot of drama
'Nuff drama
You can't tell me nothing
Just look in my eyes, it's all too clear
But it don't matter, cause I'm still
be on time like Big Ben
Couldn't ever take me for a speng
And I ain't saying it again

[Hook]

[ Verse 2 ]
I like to move it, move it
You want beef
mind, make me put it on your head
And have your own homies lookin’ at you like you’re bread
Tryna eat nigga, I’m from Philly so you know I play for keeps
it (stop)know you appalled dotted
But this my call by the force prophet, all profit all profit)
Harlem hustler (yep), I can't at all knock it (nope)
with rapid fire is something you're about to create
If you ever ask me for cream ima give you a dollar for baskin robins
Sometimes I still stay at partys