Lyrics:
missin' me by inches
And they say how do you survive weighin' one-sixty-five
In a city where the skinny niggas die?
Tell Mama, don't cry
Even when
fear
Tryna get a piece of this pie, we don't share
Prepare for the worst 'cause I been there, try to
Keep a positive mind and walk a straight line
fear
Tryna get a piece of this pie, we don't share
Prepare for the worst 'cause I been there, try to
Keep a positive mind and walk a straight line
staircase, love me 'til I can't think straight
One on one and one by one we come on down
So I just keep on goin' down (just go down)
Just keep on goin' down
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
If you're not flippin' cuts like DJ Romes
Well then you're not representin' with the LPs
If you're not droppin' tracks like Madlib
Then you're not
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
If you're not flippin' cuts like DJ Romes
Well then you're not representin' with the LPs
If you're not droppin' tracks like Madlib
Then you're not
and buried nigga
Don't worry if you see God first tell him shit got worse
I ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew
And I can picture you in Heaven
logical that
I detect a nigga dialect by the way he rap
I elect myself President MC
My career so intelligent, unique physique
Then with mathematics, not
Yeah, what the fuck! Jay-Z, Marcy, Brooklyn
Representin' the, what, what
Roc-A-Fella y'all, for life
Stretch Armstrong bring the noise, haha
Fly so high like a star
I'm straight up representin' the spirit
In the world that keeps on forgettin'
The meaning of life
All things are dancin' in
' the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
have a gun
Or get done by the worst
Of our trumps for fun pump pump!
Flex, flex, flex flex flex, flex flex
Flex, flex flex flex, flex flex
Oh duck,
straight out the bottle
Everybody wanna know if I'm insane
My baby mama gotta mind full of silly games
And all the drama got me stressin' like I'm
I'm tryin' to do right
But I'm surrounded by wrong
Avoid the all night flight
And still make it on my own
I'm tryin' be cool do what I gotta do
But
might not make it to tha last verse
But meanwhile back in tha p now
Me and my niggas is representin LBC style
Straight hoo-bangin and slangin
throw 'em up)
(The New No Limit, we gon' roll like trucks)
18-Wheelers, they gon' feel us
P. Miller clothes, no play-doh, straight scrillas
[Chorus x4]
The midnight murder two cop bodies on my heat
Walk the street with a motherfuckin straight face
Little shorty flip the script huh
gon do
With my (nigga j.t.) the bigga figga, that's my nigga
Representin (frisco, in case you didn't know)
(we blow by like jerry rice
Come back with
ain't tha worst
'Cause he might not make it to tha last verse
But meanwhile back in tha p now
Me and my niggas is representin LBC style
Straight
with my
(nigga JT) the Bigga Figga, that's my nigga
Representin (Frisco, in case you didn't know)
(We blow by like Jerry Rice
Come back with styles that
' the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
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