Lyrics:
(MIA JAY C)
Ha
Ha, huh
Fightin', that ain't nothin' to me, that's excitin'
I ain't scared of nothin', my cousin was a lifer
Hustlin', you
Babies cryin' brothers dyin' and brothers getting knocked
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
It was
A broken man moves slowly down the sidewalk
Humbled by the favours he must seek
From those that he encounters on
His walk through misery
Who are rich
[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
I am the one, that you heard about, read about
I am the one, that had to take the ghetto route
I am the one, don't make me
imaginary dish
Standing on a corner watching all the girls go by
Standing on a corner giving all the girls the eye
Brother if you've got a rich
you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich?
Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch?
Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have
niggas, no actors on the team
Not you, who Droop? He a good dude
Put him in a bad mood
He turn you into goon food
I'm in the party, feeling like me
S-IC-K
out man, he came out jookin
The life we chose hoes, clothes, dope, doe
That's all a nigga know, yep
Yeah we getting rich bitch
My whole crew eating
he wants to play, wants
To play a lovegame, a lovegame
Hold me and love me
Just wanna touch you for a minute
Maybe three seconds is enough for
My
nothin' can hold you
Yeah lay down by me
Stand by
Summer time
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Oh your daddy's rich
a thing
Don't touch him
Johnny put too much joy in his vanes
And now you're trying to tell me he's gone
I don't believe you, I'm just gonna sit here
practice
Adamant and he thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams with half the hand of cash you handed
Panic and patch me up
Pappy done latch-keyed us
Toying
to tell your concious
That paralyzed by the pain
I'm only half of what you own
Lord deliver me
'Cause all he seem to do is hurt me
Oh Lord, hurt me oh
lie alone,
The Bonny Boy is young, but he is growing.
Oh! father, dear father I think you done me wrong
To go and get me married to one who is so
nigh?
I'm a rich merchant ship bound for fair London Town
London Town, London Town
Would you please for to let me pass by?
"Oh no, oh no", cried Henry
a bad bitch on the elevator, I'ma let her in
Let your hater be a motivator, I can't let you win
He a genius, human calculator, stack it by the ten
Put
living by rules
New rap patrolling the city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me, nigga what did I say?
The time is coming you one hit away
Desdemona just because
You're the daughter of a man
He may be rich he's in a ditch
He does not understand
Just how to move or rock and roll
better
He opens up my door and I get into his car
And he says you look beautiful tonight
And I feel perfectly fine
But I miss screaming and fighting
scratch paper buried in the backyard
Me and my Click roll thick for real and be thinkin' of funk like you a moth
Problems nigga? Let that go or get your
High life
We livin' that high life
Luxury
High life
Luxury
We livin' that high life
By now you should know how a sip feels
He say, "One more
he's busy watching over me.
He rules the universe, from his throne on high.
But when I need attention, he is by my side,
He's watching me. Yes, he's
A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold
Once, amid the soft, silver sadness in the sky
There came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by
He wore
'bout that, lettin' bro blow out her mind
She don't want me, and I changed her perspective
I think my neighbor linked up wit' detectives
You know
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