Lyrics:
to the nickel
I need 16, two and a quarter
Workin' my soldiers, playin' it smarter
No hand to hand, I ain't takin' orders
Do it like P, label QC
I'm tryna
k k
to keep it street
that's why me and my brother
got bun b to bounce wit us on this beat
(chorus)
(kane)
23 hours lockdown in a cell
can
K K
To keep it street
That's why me and my brother
Got Bun B to bounce wit us on this beat
[Chorus]
[Kane]
23 hours lockdown in a cell
Can
O K K K
To keep it street
That's why me and my brother
Got Bun be to bounce wit us on this beat
23 hours lockdown in a cell
Can drive a nigga
Yeah, Funkdoobie in the house...
1994, representing....keeping it real...one time
I step out the door, and left undisturbed
I made the beer run
fallin' out (ah-ha)
I don't know what's worse takin' these new drugs or chasin' clout
I'm gettin' warmed up it's about to get hotter (woah)
Tory told
Cause on the street they do as we influenced by what we see
And yes it "Weighs a Ton" I say it once again
That's why the Enemy is down with Paris
the life, I got brought up by the pipes
Now these niggas takin' credits, what we did all them nights
I had it all all all, age of sixteen had a ball
Want
your way
It's been a long time
Long time long time
[Verse]
[Black Thought]
Struck by the luck of the draw
Real life preservation
What I'm hustling for
fifties
Y'all old cops lost it drinkin' the scotch barfless
I don't like movies so I hit up the Box Office
You the softest I'm takin' ya honies they
it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
Ooh, I say we struggle
It's hard livin', streets have been unforgivin'
Smoke weed, hold deep
been when I'm paid
G Dots, it's been a while since I've been to your grave
'Cause Billy and your brother died, and it's increasin' my pain
I feel them
or put my ass in a penitentiary
Preliminary hearings prosecutors and judges can kiss my ass cuz there is money to be made by the bunches so fuck it
I’m
[Redman]
It's that Funkadelic, funk Doctor Spock impale it
Fuck the vest niggaz better start puttin on helmets
I roam the streets where there's no peace,
the bank
Geeski don't do it, the streets see your influence
When the label asked my plan, they have they other artists do it
Yeah, my favorite thin'
want beef
Fuck it take it to the streets
y'all niggas gon chill
Then we sit down and we build
My squad finally here
Unit of the year
We settin up
the God of War like Mars
That leave MC's smashed by my Squad
It's odd y'all never seen relish, but always seem jealous
Of my extreme fellas, rockin'
afternoon cause I can find a job anytime
Step off my behind I'm in a Doobie Brothers state of mind
Run-D.M.C., AT&T, yo they both Be Illin'
I
(East)
Beloved New York streets where we run around (what up?!)
I'm in love with dirty cash and I'm used to livin' fast
But I could kick it to the moon
tar/guitar than a rock star
Cop car by the UB want to do me down like Doobie
Straight haters is what you fools be
Hangin' on my balls like newbies
You do
bust it
They came in late
I see em walkin' down the street
They bumpin' this dope tape
Before you come around me
Lookin' for protection
I'm lettin' em
Walker, Doobie
Lee Harvey Oswald shot by Jack Ruby
But who really shot JFK?
Man still trying to explore space
While climate change continues apace
Too many
takin' gypsy cabs and chasin' 50 bags
They be laced with shitty swag and it really get me mad
The way we saluting flags, wrapping them around our heads
split a bedroom
I guess what I miss (What I miss)
Inside the streets where I lay
Outside that buildin' I is (Where I is)
It's some street nigga facts
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