Lyrics:
too complacent
Be trusted by everyone but trust nobody
You should pick this up quick I learned it from John Gotti
And I heard it through the grapevine
skeleton key
But don’t you to wanna be a inspiration to me?
In an instance a child's life was ended
By the hands of a four foot menace like Dennis
hung like Georgie boy in the basement
Drinks stay coming We suckers for entertainment
You wanna be a working girl in this perfect world
You'll either
impressed with all that fuck-boy rap
Don't know why they so impressed with all that frat-boy rap
No pun intended, but your album sounds rushed like that
Man,
taboo"
[HOOK]
[Verse 2]
We used to rap, now y'all wanna come and get me with a bat?
Y'all must be smokin crack, with Pookie from New Jack
How could y'all
invented by this crew
Of them powerful men, who often like new
Stuff to be tested, only if I knew…
What ima being brought to, you would not have to tell me
Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X)
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle,
paid man
I've got two sons man
I need to feed my sons man
I'm going to stand on the streets
And sell this album man
Like DJ Sbu man
Like how Dj Sbu
up
Know shit about to heat up
Wet the whole entire street up
Blast from the car seat-er
My enemies wouldn't even wanna be you
I see you, hunting
own two
No crew just see what this Mac-11 gon do
Plenty bodies gon be dropping soon
As I come through
Hop out let it rip head slugs go threw
work alone, they forever with crew
L sparking, steady barking 'bout the wildness they do
Posin' in photographs shot at complimentary angles
Be playin
Of anybody or anything
MB2
Listen people ask what it mean
To be set up to win
It mean that money coming fast
And that bread is legit
Determination perseverance
peekin' to find
Who's goin' left and playin' right
Lovin' my crew, bringin' 'em up
Leadin' 'em all to somethin' great
Want to be sure one may not have
But
turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes babe
turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes babe
the worst they could do to a nigga? Got me lost in hell
To live and die in LA on bail
(My angel sin') To live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be
I'm accepted
By mainstream America and good in the piece
Now niggas wanna talk all greasy (why)
Like they ain't used to open up for
Me in New York on tv
about me when they see me on stage
Live in action, guaranteed raw
I hang with the rich and I work for the poor
Now tomorrow you can say you saw
time to change
People talk about me when they see me on stage
Live in action, guaranteed raw
I hang with the rich and I work for the poor
Now
on it so it don't make a sound
Pew she loving the crew
I wanna crib by the lake I'm too real in this state so I don't want a pool
Cool cool she fuck with
1, 2, 3 let's go!
They wanna lyrical war so i'm on it
Them man are shit homegrown, i'm chronic
Them man are coming like tails, i'm Sonic
Them man are
don't shoot anymore
My deal got signed so the spirits all up
We shot the album front cover up by the shops
We just wanna rep the manor right, give it
wanna die but somebody's gotta die tonight
[Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone]
I've cacker-rouches in my black boots
Nigga we sued them 'till they were in the mud
do better, muckrakers
Lee, flame 'em!
Frederick, all I hear from you is empty rhetoric
And your crew ain't got nothing, they need to check their
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