Lyrics:
No, we never die for long
While we've got that little life
To live for, where it's hid inside
No, we never die for long
Oh! Woman, two in one
The F.A.H
You'll see why
Q.U
Double E.
N
Is the reason I must be myself
What else?
Well fame hasn't got me
Souped up
Selling out
Sloppy or poppy
it's probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, fiesta
Remix with the homie from the Midwest side
Game recognize game, hoes do too
It's the new 2 Live
The F.A.H
You'll see why
Q.U
Double E.
N
Is the reason I must be myself
What else?
Well fame hasn't got me
Souped up
Selling out
Sloppy or poppy
But mama always said the truth couldn't hurt me
She also said that it would set me free
I guess she was R-I-G-H-T on the nail
Cause now I'm out
to ban the sale of Miami rap group
The 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album, "Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County
We think it's the banning
this alley, get me two more drinks of booze
Because I'm drunk now, mama, and I've got those old rough alley blues
(Stand by, people, if you wants
the motherfuckin Wu! (Stand for it right now)
Two thousand and two!
You know how we do!
For you and your crew!
Representin the motherfuckin Wu!
Ayo catch me
start lying
Toting those 9's, even throwing up signs
No peace,
Got nothing live for, Deceased
By the hands of that 4-4 (Clack Clack)
Pull the hammer
One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
This also
start lying
Toting those 9's, even throwing up signs
No peace,
Got nothing live for, Deceased
By the hands of that 4-4 (Clack Clack)
Pull the hammer
want to, homie
But I'm a stay short but funky
Don't stop, just call it verse two
It's Short Dog baby from the Dangerous Crew
Not your average
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
(3) Plus sixty degrees
(2) For the black and the blue
(1) For the sun.. step into
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
a scHoolboy one to tHe two
So wHat it do, look girl see I ain't a
Liar not anotHer nigga flyer
I'll complete your wHole desire
Grip you by ya Hand, be ya number
the day I die!
Chorus:
(2 Live Crew) (They're back!)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Say-whut-say-whut?)
(2 Live Crew) (They're-back-they're-back!)
(2 Live Crew
choose, to cruise
Gonna live my life, sharp as a knife
I've found my groove and I just can't lose
A1 style from head to toe
Cool cat flash gonna let you
down
By Mr Tom Hughes town
I got a woman
Lives on Stony Hill
She used to sit down and gamble with
Mr Buffalo Bill
He's a bad man
You got
Roc-a-fella forever, Memph man, what what
[Chorus 2x]
[Beanie Seigel]
Peep the kid from P-H-I-L-L-Y
North west south west south side
Spit it for them
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
(KE on the track)
No Ceilings
Okay
I got this chrome on this Bugatti
I'm strong in this Bugatti
2 V8's ain't no such thing as driving calm in
Universal as I stroll down the street
Africas's a bolling over flowing inside of me
I used to sport a curl made by Jerry
A Jerry curl
but as time
Baby, look at me, mama love you
And I know you ain't no little boy no more
But you'll always be my baby
It seems like only yesterday I was holding
the sky,
Completely disappearing behind each bar.
Then a helicopter flew by.
"Say hi to Earl and Edith.
Tell'em I'm doing fine.
Tell'em you're old
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