Lyrics:
I'm goin out baby uzi, style
Catchin bodies like I hit skins
The hostile juvenile, fuck what you heard
More four-five, motherfucker die
My crew is
live, but this way, all that's dead
So act like you know, black
It's the mega don, check the stat
Ninety-four, fakin no jacks
[chorus 2x]
[profes]
Check
crew a chosen few legit minds
Who live prime shorty's on some fly stuff
Admitted that can't resist mines
Mahogany complexion body probably dressed in
My
my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'
can say or do
That could stop us my nigguh we breaking through
We rolling 2 by 2
In a 4 by 4
Got a 4 door
Sitting 4 4
Pedal floor low
Going vroom
work mega-swiftly with an S-950
Or MPC-60, so when it's fat ideas hit me
Don't fuck with beat product', head got a built in four track
Use sixteen,
you and your 2 faced crew,
And tonight you support everything we do
Check 1 that's right we ain't begging for none
So solid crew there're on radio 1
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting
Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
to your knees like a sit-up, bitch
Get too live for the crew, Two-9
We're the new 2 Live Crew, give up, bitch
Send 'em all to Hell, (?)
Spit it like
Mafia way, Lavish way
We Kill niggas for fuckin up the mob
Facts
Live by code die by that bitch, RIP Kimbo
When you in the hood with that chicken
made a nigga famous
Because I'm on the ding-dong, I can't go wrong
Rollin for two hours long and STILL rollin strong
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin
the mix, man, it's alright
Momma got the rhythm to my daylife (a-one, two, a-one, two)
My pops gots enough so best to leave or sail the waves
To the Long
2nd is the influence (you)
3rd is the innovator (me), 4th is the institution (my crew)
5th is perpetuity it lives throught the Delusion
Before I hop
Divide the profit by 4, subtract it by 8, we back to 16
Now add the other two that 'Mega bringin' through
So let's see, if we flip this other ki, then
in sync?
Out looking for the camera crews
Sell my soul for a second on the evening news
Am I in sync?
Live 'til the bubble pops
Hold my breath
(";A loser!";)
I crack another brew, sit back and watch what niggaz do
Who threw that 2-you? I'm rollin the whole fuckin crew
One by one niggaz come
Divide the profit by 4, subtract it by 8, we back to 16
Now add the other two that 'Mega bringin' through
So let's see, if we flip this other ki, then
for clappin', with one hand
Talent's on my roster this mobster'll dump land
Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds
Never leave the crib
the mix, man, it's alright
Momma got the rhythm to my daylife (a-one, two, a-one, two)
My pops gots enough so best to leave or sail the waves
To the Long
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witness, don't come outside
You might get your shit pushed back tonight)
Yeah, yeah, it justifies
Nas Escobar's leavin' shit mesmerized
Mega live like
all went away...
It all went away...
Cause the Uncle wouldn't pay..
pt 1 C1
It was a sad sad day, when mix, he went away
The 2 Live Crew would
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