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you'll die dancin'
Dark, gliding shapes that violate every law of nature
Buy 'em or die a thousand deaths

2 Live Crew, 2 Live Crew
Boyz with da bass, boyz
Two shots, whispering in your ear
I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long

Yessir, Juicy J

Bartender 'nother round on me
Two or three
[Jay Dee]
Go, uhh, bounce, this is for all my live people
That want to hear some live shit, uh, this for you, ha

All my live bitches.. what
without warning the very next morning

Once we step thru the door, party over, that's the endin
You and your crew'll leave out, a bunch of dead men
Bump me
with max and teks and silencers spit 
Shots whiz past your earlobe and shit 
That's the sound of a nigga who almost felt it 
Got you runnin, dodgin,
about to sneak up on you and your crew
 
Ya know what I'm saying ayyo check 1-2
Ayyo masta killa I want you to put one up in 'em son
And show 'em you
man's lending
Me his linden forty-two shots depending
On whether or not the clip is full to the top
We busting caps non-stop
Blazing in all the shows
your man and let him know P'll love to cut his
And n****z is gettin' shot down, two guns up
Double are, S.P. holdin' D block down

You don't live
the sky, 
Completely disappearing behind each bar.
Then a helicopter flew by. 

"Say hi to Earl and Edith. 
Tell'em I'm doing fine. 
Tell'em you're old
you're lacking
Ah-yo check 1-2
I've got my mand that's about to sneak up on you and your crew

Ya know what I'm saying
Check 1-2
Aiyo Masta Killa I
flows wit two by fo's wit sand paper 
Now what is a MC if he can't flow 
Up next is E-Swift and my name is J-Ro 

We don't give a fuck if you down wit
Jack feeds on the birds of night
Not even bubbies bicycling (two-by-two) can stop the blood and feathers flying

(Who got shot tonight?)
(Who got shot
IT ON! (2 LIVE CREW!)
YO' BODY! (YOU KNOW WE GOTTA, GET LOOSE NOW!)

Chorus
hold the transmission
Crew pit, useless, they got they tools missin
Watch me, grand prix, champy for wealth driven

Yo, you go one for my hustle (hustle)
[Chorus]
The struggle lives hard times, we do or die
My whole crews fly hands high to the sky
So maintain son elevate try to build
But now you
behind each bar,
Then a helicopter flew by.
"Say hi to Earl and Edith.
Tell 'm I'm doing fine.
Tell 'm it's time for them to let you go now,
They
to choke hold your piston
(eh-eh-eh-eh) Now you niggaz can't make pole position
Class E chassis can't hold the transmission
Crew pit, useless, they got
subway
She said if you want
So yo, we started talking
I brought two franks and two drinks
And we began walking
I had to see where that head was
no reminder

You know it's crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we die
As long as you and I keep it movin like a drive-by
We could stack dough sky-high
couple yards, couple cars, that's me
Two sixteen out here, murking shows
No Akademics now, I wear Dench clothes
Had a Punto, now I cop Lambos
Hard work
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
[Jay Dee]
Go, uhh, bounce, this is for all my live people
That want to hear some live shit, uh, this for you, ha

All my live bitches.. what
Niggas wonder why
You can bring your crew, but we remain true
Motherfucker, still ballin'

Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front
types learn their lesson 
Live from the strike deadly
Like gas chambers and pengas in jail 
You know the dreal, QB on the hill where I chill
up
Go in the hood you not from
You get shot up
Twenty-two shots'll leave you numb
You get shot up
Startin the beef with no gun
You get shot up
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