Lyrics:
The cops passed by, but he stayed calm
Cause the leather trench coat was keepin him warm
But this time they walked by real slowly
He thought to himself,
tummy
Now who's got the microphone
Now who's honey
A turbo turbo and charge with a charge
I be daddy g wild bunch crew at large
Don't call
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
I just landed in,
gotta hot your crew
I gotta, let you niggas know the time like Movado
My motto, stack rocks like Colorado
Waddle off the champagne, Cristals by
for the fall
Now I find my thoughts deep in this room all by myself
Thinking the moon might just explode if I don't leave
And the more I wait
It
lying.
I want to know who.
(chorus)
Two voices are calling out to you;
You're serving the one you're listening to,
So, tell me who, somebody tell
Everybody wants to be famous
Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless
People act shameless
Tryna live like entertainers
Want a fat crib with
And get mental
Pop the track eight track lincoln contniental
I'm the mouth that roared
Swore to the Lord
The eye of hawk
Both live and die by
You find a MC like me who's strong
Leavin' motherfucker's aborted, with no verbal support
And when I command the microphone I get deadly as Kahn
and saves a million different lives
The world's a better place for all he's done
It's funny when you think about the reason he's alive
Is all because two
a grown man fast to react?
Well I do when I'm feelin up and runnin' up their stats
Take a weight of every life we live
And get snubbed by the ones who
See the man cry as the city
Condemns where he lives
Memories die but taxes
He'll still have 2 give
(who) Whoever said that elephants
were stronger than
Reason why?
Her and ya momma in the living room now hog-tied
I came up wit two new ways to get rich I can't wait
Got a brand new SIG and that old thirty
If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right
If being right means being without you
I'd rather live a wrong doing life
Your mama and daddy say
so thin,
N' I'm sippin' light beer, n my crew right here
Chain razor thin like beer in my cup,
And my sweater on turtle with the neck on puff
Huge
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause
no camera's, forget a quote
Some of my family doing good, most doing dope
I from Virginia where they hang the n-ggas by rope
I used to see my
Bound by the love that needs
Bound by the love that bleeds
Bound by a love that heals
We are bound by the love we feel
Bound by a love that lives
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
'em down
Turn 'em into shopping malls the hood is like a ghost town
Haunted by souls who thought that time stood still
Just live your life
sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy
with a knife
You're hangin' on the Ave, chillin' with the crew
And everybody know what you've been through
Ah, with the one, two, three, three
out to
That nigga you love to have Ice Cube
The nasty ass group award goes out to 2 Live Crew
The High Roller of the industry award goes out to Ice
talked the talk and walked the walk
Who thought I'd live this long?
This life's been hard
Like a switchblade, blind fate, suicide
And I stand by
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