Lyrics:
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
_______, go 'head say whateva,
I'm about my chedda, Shells gon' be aiight
You muhfuckas wanna talk, but this kid could fight
And I'm freestylin' off the top
of the Year grammy goes 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
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
Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four, fight
Stick to the B-E-A-T, get ready to ignite
You were such a P-Y-T, catching all the lights
Just easy
to be admitted
‘cause it’s all codes in the end, yo
Then the cop that put you in there is acquitted
Nah, bro, that’s a big “No”
Even after they admitted
What a normal nigga can manage to be when 2
People go out with no doubt to show out
They beautiful couple but when I go out they pour out
And triples
Intro/Chorus: The Lox
Can I live til my last day
Hittin honies that be na-sty
Gettin money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't
Street
Who call themselves The Fugs
In April
They record by Harry Smith doing the
Punkiest songs yet to exist
Lo-fi noisy shit about poetry, sex and drugs
no no don't address them
Can't you see how they dress them
They probably surrounded by models and a
Bunch of them yes men
I'm surrounded by no-men oh
the stee', come through plush in the V
Got niggas mad 'cause they payin' while we fuckin' for free
Make Trizz a household, live what I told
I only speak
Immortal yes i am a God
They still living life like some peas in a pod
Used to hate now They wanna be cool
Fuck is you saying that ain't in the rules
Know
Wear my credentials like it's jewelry, they gave my flowers cemented
To hell with honorable mentions, artists are comical, temptin'
Horrible albums
muh'fucker
We spray corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine
You'll be wearing a black suit a long time
I put your crew in hard bottoms
a cape on ya, fine
You'll be wearing a black suit a long time
I put your crew in hard bottoms
The priest is like, "God's got him
He never did nuttin
Rhymes, I don't wanna rest here
Promise that I will be better for next year
I still keep my foot and my enemies necks ya hear
I can predict that this album
Album opus
So watch us close kid
My dues paid, me and Notion through playing, the crew changed and they saying that we the dopest
All the struggles bring
they look nice
And you look like the shook type
So you look right
Sometimes you gotta think like a criminal
And stay two steps ahead of dudes
That might
talkin' 'bout?
I'm waitin' for my boys downstairs to get done
They wouldn't let me on stage they said I was too drunk
But it's about to be two girl, tell
Hope the LGBTQ don't cancel me (please)
Like they tried to stop DaBaby from gettin' paid
When he was talkin' 'bout how they be givin' each other AIDS
never sell never wanna fail I just hope they see me livin well
Two L's two L's two L's cuz I'm living life
I'm living life
I'm living life
I'm living life
There they go again. A wild, unruly lot, those actors
I hope we have some of them left when we return with our next play
because, uh, we'd be
like a soft punk?
You walk down the street and get jumped
You got to have style and
Learn to be original
And everybody's gonna wanna diss you
Like me, we
slang I use
breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews. (2X)
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check
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