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Mase

Mason Durell Betha (born August 27, 1977), better known by stage name Mase (often stylized as Ma$e) who was previously known as Murda Ma$e, is an American rapper, songwriter, actor and inspirational speaker. He was an artist on Sean "Diddy" Combs's hip hop label Bad Boy Records. He was introduced as Bad Boy Entertainment's next big artist during the summer of 1996 when he was featured on the remix to 112's debut single, "Only You", which peaked at number one on Billboard's Hot Dance Singles Sales chart as well as its Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Airplay chart. With his soon-to-be-trademarked[citation needed] slow flow, Mase quickly developed a crossover fan base as he was featured on original tracks, as well as remixes, by popular R&B artists such as Brian McKnigh… more »

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1999

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[Intro] 
Uh  yeah  yeah 
Shit is crazy  yo 
(I feel you though  nigga) 
Who woulda ever thought  same nigga's 
It'd be them same nigga's 
(You are the same nigga  though) 
Same nigga that couldn't get the deal 
Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal 
(You ain't changed a bit) 

Yo  niggas never got nothin' good to say  quick to blame 
'Fore you judge me feel my pain 
You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign 
You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range 
Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change 
Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same 
So who cares if they beg to differ 
When all them nigga's that beg to differ 
Is cokeheads and sniffers 
Take me for example, least I made it 
You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it 
By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated 
When you me, everything you do get exaggerated 
You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out 
Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out 
As a youth it's just a lot of shit I want to live out 
Got a lot of friends but only had a few when I was without 
Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from 
Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from 
I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from 
Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from 
Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis 
Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick 
You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit 
want to hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga 

1 - We might be from a different hood 
But we the same nigga's 
(That's just the way it is) 
Don't be thinkin' shit all good 
It be them same nigga's 
Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas 
Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's 
(Some things will never change) 

It be them same nigga's 
Man, regardless how you feel 
(It's the way it is) 
It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed 
Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's 
Them same nigga's 
That's why I don't f*ck wit niggas 

I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home 
Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown 
But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps 
Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat 
'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th 
Asked you for dough and you said "no" dead in my face 
But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin' 
All my niggas dead so everybody frontin' 
Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers 
And same nigga's had no heart is now killers 
Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist 
But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this 
But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me 
Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me 
Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me 
I talk to them but they don't talk back to me 
I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you 
And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you 
I can't ask "Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?" 
So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know? 

Repeat 1 

Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right 
As long as when we all brawl we all fight 
I'm under nigga's hoses like roses 
Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man 
Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight 
Just call my bluff and it be on tonight 
I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm 
Ain't fuckin wit my sister 'cause I'm mad at my mom 
Blink sayin', "That ain't you wit a gat in your palm" 
But Blink, it's either that or be harmed 
So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh 
Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death 
So my sister want to rap and I wish her the best 
But I would never want to wish her my stress 
Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh 
They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass 
So I drink a tall glass before I spaz 
Then I take it like a man and let it all pass 
I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me 
I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me 
Then they wonder why I want no family 
What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from 
And I fear when New Year's come, 'cause it might be the year 
A good nigga die 'cause when you good life ain't fair 
Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear 
You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear 
So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts 
If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that 
They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat 
But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back 
Them same nigga's 
Them same nigga's 
Them same nigga's 
Them same nigga's 
That's why I don't f*ck wit niggas 

It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying? 
You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal 
He think that that shit come with Rollies 
And they come wit' Benz's 
Come with Bentleys and houses and shit 
They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin' 

Repeat 1 until fade

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