Lyrics:
Verse 1: T.U.R.K
Imma keep it 100 as a hundred can be
Lyrically, none of these dudes is as nicer than me
If Jay had 99 problems and could end up
I was serving junkies out the peephole
Ran the streets I could be a keynote
Young n*ggas dying for the C notes
All we ever wanted was a kilo
Shoot
guns too
It's not to be a racist, but let's face this
Wouldn't you if we could trade places?
I got lynched by some crooked cops and to this day
Them
of The Who
What's a guido supposed to do
Watch it or you'll get the boot
Are you a guido too?
Italian suit
Italian shoes
And its finna f****n' be an Italian
for me
After you see my G-U-N, a pine box we will see you in
You can't believe it's me again, I B-I-G T-I-M-E
K-I-L-L very W-E-L-L
Go to Hell,
see what I'm saying like a teleprompter?
And you could never stop us, fucking posers,
Appetite for destruction like Guns N' Roses,
We come like Moses,
couldn't see
How could it be, that the curtain is closin' on me
I turn around, find a gun on the ground
Cock it, put it to my brain, scream, "Die Shady!"
you ain`t
It`s like this on mine, potna
By all means, I got the ball
So it`s your life, not mine n****, so you make the call
Now, I can blow your
my grind
Don't say my name out in public it send chills through your spine
I scammed that n**** out his pape stop looking for it bitch it's mine
You
my luck
Now I'm the thief I am
You became mine but I can't understand this
I'm a thief and I shot you with a rose
Loaded the rifle again and let em'
Pushing for the King of New York, I see it
Gangsters try so hard but can't be it
Only one could rise above all the rest
And I got faith in my man,
flip
They could be my ex bitch or them kids on my dick
Little critics that'll never know the hell that I live
Acting like they ain't know me, when they
was young
You had “the voice”, Angelic
Like a guitar strum
Something like a epiphany
Sparked in me she gone be mine
One day you’ll see
Past Niggas just
need it all, I want to see all y'all bubble
And rise to the top then prove to be hard like a rock
'cause you know it don't stop unless we let it all stop
Sway this is a dream of mine
Before I even rhyme
I don't want to be defined by
These rhyme scheme of mine
They put me in a box labeled
"too ahead
Y'all niggas spend too much
Time watchin' flicks
Who you wanna be? Tony Montana n shit?
Well you can start
Right before his ass get hit
But when I
striking fear in the heart of any Emcee
You could be seven foot & I can be three & still you'll never intimidate me
Lyrical mastermind I dare any n
killers, clocking grands now
N****s went from fighting to guns, overstand how
Now I got the bag on woodward, and dem vans out
On the scene hardly could miss
burn off in that lake now,
Could you feel the earthquake shaking the dead awake
How many wait it's too late it's over now
Niggas had a lack of faith
ain't got to get in your blouse
It's your eye contact,
That be getting me aroused when you show me your mind
It make me want to show you mines
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together son your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together son
is dey game dont spit like mine
'n they aint got a different color wrist like mine
maybe a little later but its jus not time
u aint got to call wit
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun
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