Lyrics:
Big ass platinum of my album
Hanging in my crib
Marble floors, designer shoes
This just the way I live
My next door neighbor he a plug
So he
cum
Like Plankton lives in a chum bucket like a bum
Cuz I could be "Better Than Ever"
It could be better than my first album on the song "Better Than
time
Not gonna lie must folks never stay for the ride
Why live a lie work hard game times over in five
No need for nines trust god when in need of a sign
you too but please dont force us
Mama told me one day imma live it like I am royalty
Looked up and said "bet that by the time you out your fourties"
shit, bet I live for it
For this moment
Had to vent so I hit up the big homie
Niggas don't even buy albums
But niggas still do anything for a deal,
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
Nirvana started as a live band
(Don't all bands?) we played around
For two years before the
Release of Bleach in June, 1989 at the time
Live shows
you still my nigga too
If me and Doobie spoke I know by now we a tape or two
All them freestyles we used to spit and never seen the booth
Back when Macc
like a billy goat
Bullets kiss
You like you by a mistletoe
Barrel whistle
Like the Andy Griffith show
When I was young to me be careful what I'm
all ooo's to the ozone layer
I'm poor such a poor thang
Shh my phone When I hear that rang ha
Hold up hold up hold up okay
Uh haha you got me
T-Roy
world
It's too bad we can't live off hindsight
Cause I would be the smartest nigga living
It's amazing when that moment hits and you can feel your
Order now before the sounds of sexy soul get away
Hey y'all, I got a great new album in the mail today
Finer thangs, hoes like (Yeah) dough
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
used to live in Dallas but he's not Dirk (Texas)
Strip club in the traphouse had a uncle used to make the pot twerk (twerk)
The biggest niggas always
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three, making us free in my community
One day is what I live for
Ain't thinking about no hope
Even if I made an album
With a Punjabi hit-squad
Clash me, I'll make you jump like Kris Kross
Make a man know, that I'm not a nimrod
And if you still
rhyme to get paid
Airplanes flyin', overseas people dyin'
Politicians lyin', I'm tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the problem head-on
By bringin' out
You should watch your mouth lil homie or I'll get you hit
If you don’t wanna hear my story, then just plug your ears
Late at night, took a life, left
fans like crack fiends
Until we re-up, and put more Infamous up on the rap scene
Mix the coke rhymes in greases like baking soda
Albums of G-packs
on
Ain’t from a gang but i bang with my bros
Call me a crook but i live by a code
If i do dirt do that shit on my own
And if i get caught gotta walk it
to me"
He puts his hands on my head and said "I live through you
Make hits continuous, this is what we do
I know it might be strenuous and times is hard
to me"
He puts his hands on my head and said "I live through you
Make hits continuous, this is what we do
I know it might be strenuous and times is hard
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