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Boyz With da Bass

2 Live Crew

2 Live Crew's Greatest Hits [Clean]

1992

Some said it wouldn't work, some said it wouldn't last
In New York, they say that the tempo's too fast
You disregarded, but the albums got charted
We put

R.I.P.

Dirty

The Pimp & da Gangsta

2001

I know you watching the world telling God how tight we was
You might be gone but you ain't dead I feel your soul by my side
Asking me to check

album is my prayer to You
And if not one person in this world likes it
God
I just pray that You look down and You smile
And You say, "yeah my son, well

before you got to taste the meat
But it's bittersweet, the way I'd eat that album to death
Got those words out my teeth, and the beast off my chest
Y'all

til I get up to multi
Visions clear just like I'm seeing with 4 eyes
And stay sharp like cummerbunds and a bow tie
You know my family gotta be close by

and I promise You wont make it through
Ah
Last album took me a while
Too bad it's not your style
Too bad I looked at your file
Getting me angry I've gone

was greedy for fame like Hansel and Gretel
So you can call me Jeremy Renner, by the way that I'm shooting my shot in this game
Got the eye of a hawk

Is it
Is it
Is it EM
Or is it ME
I think you get what i mean

They say oh fuck
Worst You better fucking slow down
Once Kers drops his last album I'll

on an album
Boy better know that them tracks gonna come soon
And their gonna come through on the 15th
Man said different their lying to you
Stop that
All

bitch
I'm on the come up, got fake people, they proud of me
By the time that I blow up, them suckers probably be tired of me
So just admit it, you

album in, I feel like a veteran
Yeah, I already know I'm better than
All these rappers that are barely men
You wanna kill me? Well come and get it then

hips
Shake they rumps, bass thump
Believin they could fly by the way you jump, player, uhh
Hip-Hop mayor, fat rhyme sayer
From the Boogie Down

decided to leave and get
His rap on elsewhere
Ask me if they care and I
Give you a stare like no
You can't cope, they dope, but outtie
Fools that follow

mills
My boy kitchen's done, lookin' like a flour mill
You niggas' faces lookin' like you drink sour milk
And your albums like some mothafuckin' fire

Say my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants and 
Do the Rockaway 
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac Mac Dre
West side, I ain't a crip or a blood

let you live and I stand by all my statements
You can keep the clout you seek
I am validated on the pavements
Lost some people on this journey
They say

Cos I got hits by the boatload,
Yes you know my steez,
Out with my Gs, check the drip straight greaze,
No I never been a ‘Yes Man’, I ain’t got no one

Yeah
The more I give, the more I gain I gain so much by givin' my all in
Don't get lost in details I train my brain, train my brain
Not focused on my

Has to say
But when you come to make a Decision
You have to weigh all of what You've heard
On its own and places where it Belongs
And then come

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the album, now you born again
Dry devils, come up wet devils, let the story begin
Is it, five bibles or five rifles, pray them down or shoot them dead
I hang

all can go to sleep and close their lids
Eye,
Don't wanna look provoked by this
It's all a crock of shit
You can buy cool shoes, you can't buy the swag

just don't make 'em like me
Lately protectin' my peace... pursuin' my savior
(Lord God, I come to you a sinner... Inshallah)
Apologies accompanied by

And along those lines run life and death
You know, so a few years went by, a couple
Albums, success, out of the
Blue sky Dre departs, he leaves us
Death