Lyrics:
nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
She like the kid, my lifestyle what she wanting
Bottle after bottle by the bar, I be stunting
It's Gucci this, Gucci that, Gucci hat
Big doofy gat,
Pretendin' to be blind Superman
'Cause I had no supervision
But I did have a super power though
I could turn into Invisible Kid
Disappear out of sight like
step, kid
Watch your step, kid
Watch your step, kid (The Inspectah Deck)
I smoke on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising hell
Superman
'Cause I had no supervision
But I did have a super power though
I could turn into Invisible Kid
Disappear out of sight like a true magician
planted seeds and they hatched, sparkin' the flame
Inside my brain like a match, such a dirty game
No memories, just a misery
Paintin' a picture of my
step, kid
Watch your step, kid
Watch your step, kid (The Inspectah Deck)
I smoke on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising hell
like me to get your game like that
Young nigga, you could get a smack for that
I'm that nigga who brought the afro back
And pat your back and then I
kid
Watch your step, kid
Watch your step, kid (The Inspectah Deck)
I smoke on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising hell with
And have a funky good time if you know what I mean
Because when we rhyme, we move people by the masses
When they say they'll pay we'll play when they ask us
my family to travel,
I just came unraveled, came to the d.a. before I got daffeled,
State my c.a., state property, just like the kid 15-53,
Lookin'
(Dolly Parton)
Daddy I feel that I must talk to you
Are you sure this is what you want to do?
Now it's not for us kids that I beg you to stay
to live like this
I had to fuck a lot of girls to get a kid like this
I had to get a lot of cribs to get a crib like this, nigga
That's why I'm movin'
(Long enough to hold on)
Young enough to chase our dreams
We were captured by romantic things
Touched by love until it made us cry
How our hearts
There once was a kid by the name of Dave
Who stayed in the mix and never ever obeyed
He paid no attention to the shit
That was taught to him
Always
corners, play blocks like Gators
With bundles on us, serve trays like waiters
It's the life we chose to hustle
Can't stop it, can't knock it
Half
Leave you wet like the rain y'all drop
I'm gon' rock and I ain't gon' stop, nigga
Who's the kid spittin' flames
Changin' the game
His name, its wiz
Punish us if we ain't true, to the game like we 'pose to
[Ice Cube]
I'm the game lord, y'all come now
Casanova niggas, got the sun down
Run down
The scene was a small roadside café
The waitress was sweepin' the floor
Two truck drivers drinkin' their coffee
And two okie kids by the door
won't graze ya
We hug corners, play blocks like Gators
With bundles on us, serve tre's like waiters
It's the life we chose to hustle
Can't stop it,
can fall back on
Those of us raised up down home
Where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down home, a man's good word and hand shake
[Littles]
I knew this chick by the name of Vevorine
Who introduced me to the streets and put me on to the game
We did in the rain, on the hood
don't know me...
It's the simple things in life
Like the kids at home and a loving wife
That you miss the most when you lose control
Everything you love
watch T.V. and pretend it's all a lie
But you know there is no Third World
It happens to us all
There's just one world and the kids are the first
Life is much mo' precious
Than you'll think
Like a game'll make yo chips sink
It's so hard
Hard to trust a smile and face
When niggas got
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