Lyrics:
there was laughed at
But when I backtracked, (?)
Blast back
Told 'em to cast that, take these rounds and add that
But fact is you don't fuckin'
to take that risk now I can't leave no deserting
No apology you see what I did I did it on purpose
Niggas be talking down how you gone hate but don't say
that once where so close
Nobody's got my back except Christ when i'm lost
Why you have to carry such a heavy load
Walking down the miles looking pitiful
they grilling me uh
I show the love they still hate on me uh
I’m on my grind, tryna give back by getting mines
Nah they ain’t feeling me
Uh
Red coupe,
comes, wid di part two sounds
Wid di man like Heavy D come
To bounce and go down
Well well now mi have to get di
Crown have to get di crown
Pete! Rock! So
Killed the bitch jerk come back from the dead with flies in ya mouth
Buried the body, sold the house, then I fly down south
My family don't understand me
two for the show
You got my beat, now here I go
You see, this DJ, he gets down
Mixing records while they go round
With the hiddip, the hop, ya just
now you can take a hunch
And find the Don of nuttiest of the bunch
But that's okay, we still keep it strive
We put the homies back 2getha now we down
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
there was laughed at
But when I backtracked, (?)
Blast back
Told 'em to cast that, take these rounds and add that
But fact is you don't fuckin'
ready or not
Verse 1
They talk alotta trash, but they can't back it up
Sugakane and Mike G will make them boy's hush it up
Put your money where your
You say
One for the trouble
Two for the time
Come on, y'all, let's rock the
Yes, yes, y'all
Freak, freak, y'all
Funky beats, y'all
Then you
You say
One for the trouble
Two for the time
Come on, y'all, let's rock the
Yes, yes, y'all
Freak, freak, y'all
Funky beats, y'all
Then you
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
And we have to work twice as hard for a nice pat on the back
And as we climb the ladder, aspiring for the top
More often than not we’re stymied by
ride in the back
If you sing while you ride you'll be a siren tonight
Spare this poor sailor's life from the rocks
Though the wind may whisper a melody
a robbery, you can't move a lot
Walk in the spot, all the rappers, they get back
I'm the same niggas they call for they shit back (pussy)
I make my bitches
Pep had to step she'll be back in a sec
But in the meantime I like to have sound check
One two's what I say as the record gets played
and a yacht, two million in gold
Because rap is the game that I control.
I'm like Shakespeare, I'm a pioneer
Because I made rap somethin' people wanted
this tight
Tell me who flipped the sample
As I'm just chillin' listenin' to Camp Lo
Take a bizarre ride to The Pharcyde
Can't be passin' me by, I got
gone ride me through, you know
The spirit’s gone lead me to wherever the beat needs to be, you know what I’m saying
I put the whole camp on my back
if ya from the eastcoast,
west coast, midweast, down south..
now when this beat drop...
you gotta be on point. so bring it back.
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