Lyrics:
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
your seat at?
Where your plate, where your lobster, where your sea bass?
We ain't never left, acting like we back
You should see us now taking pictures
for freedom of silence.
Trying to stop the media,
Trying to be anonymous.
Share your lovin' and you live so long.
Share your lovin' and you
rotten
Microphone check, one two one two
Shouts to the East and the West coast crew
Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true
{"That's all I
think you need to keep your feet down
Cause the party is live {NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
And we're in total stereo, yaknowhatI'msayin?
So all the suckers out
and round
(These are the days of our lives)
But I wish it would stop and let me off right now
(These are the things we must go through day by day)
We
takin MC's out by the hundreds
Wanted, for two million and a body alone
And use the microphone as my accomplice
Scientist still trippin, thinkin
What
, fuck your hits
Touchin' skies, when you rich, every drop make 'em blitz
I done drove every six, I done glowed every wrist
Every plot got a twist when
on a motorcycle.
Grandpa died a hero.
Trying to stop the media.
Fighting for freedom of silence.
Trying to be anonymous.
Share your loving and you live so
him by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of 'em pull through, but one didn't, son's finished
You took
back again
Your crew practicin' to catch this natural blend
They packages read "care when handlin'"
It's all soft shit, batteries not included with
Good Morning, boys and girls
I'm your substitute teacher
My name is Mr. Buckworth
The topic for today is
What you would like to be when you grow
[Verse 1:]
Yeah I run rings around your crew like a track star
So stay back far
You better understand who the macks are
A brand new invention
The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes
Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces
Cartier bracelets for my women friends I'm in Vegas
spittin that shit ever since coke crushed
You can hear me on your T.V. and radio at the same time
I never ever say the same rhyme, it's Tony 2 times
bakin' soda, this home improvement
She bring the .9 by two
I fuck on that ho and came back on her (go)
It look like she went got a new BBL
Oh, now
'Til the wheels fall of, shaking 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
In ways that'll cause a rush
Keeping your face in a state
you'll lose!
Here comes two big pioneers, rolex watches
Cars by the pairs, in stock we got shares
EPMD "that's right!"
Legendary, hardcore b-boy is
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
(Just for talking that shit)
Rich rap scholars
(Cause we talking that shit)
While we plan to live forever
(Always talking that shit)
You need to get your
while his friends watchin'
That hoes clockin' (uh), here comes respect
His crew's your crew, or they might be next
Look at they man eye, BIG man they
she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm
She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry
Feeling bullshit, I dont pay you no mind
But whats your sign?
block wit' the same crew
'N' everybody sitting fat living good
'N' I'm the only nigga dat be rappin' in my hood
I was raise by the hustlas 'n' gain by
my eyes
Now can your mind picture, a thug nigga drinkin' hard liquor
This ghetto life has got me catchin' up to God quicker
Who would figure that
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