Lyrics:
What do I see movie screens
A couple bad girls want to shoot my scenes
(Ok)
I don't want to take the chance
I've been letting time slip through both
chillin with G-S-U-P, but after go down it's in D.T.P.
That's a rock, got you pissy and you dizzy, wanna hit me
But not really, please don't mix me, I'm
need it
I'm not about that life
I don't get down, get down like that
Some bitches do and some bitches don't
Some niggas spend cash on that ass
a piece of ass
Look how it began, nobody gave a fuck about me
Pistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without me
How can I survive?
Got me askin'
wrong
There's something wrong with me, yes, it is
Look, look up in the sky
Come on look, look, look
And you'll see me flying by
Why don't you just look,
the ozone
Who cares it the sun don't rise
When I look in to your ultraviolet eyes
That's life, this is war
I took it on faith, can't take it anymore
Old,
doing the things you do
Whose opinion are ya listening to?
Justifying, you turn it all to gray
Synchronizing to society's ways
Society has gotten
know what Short Dawg and Lil' Kim can do
Imagination is a understatement
Anything you can think of we could make it
Big money hit records
Watch us
I don't care who comes
Cause as far as I'm concerned
It's eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice
Don't quote me on that [x2]
Please don't quote me
a barber cut give a quick fade
It's just me when I make a move
Like Johnny said what I got to prove
Not shit still gone get the bag
Lie to you but don't lie
more noise than them other rap niggas
No gimmicks
Just pure adrenaline
Raw lyrics incredible beats
Don't mean to rub it in
But your small time
he get dough, it's horrible
Time is money, spend, waste, save, invest the fess
For ten K's, he'll cave a chicken chest S
Yes, y'all, the dub will
your mix-tapes
And if I try to listen to it
We get it to it
And fo' all that fue it
Then its time to do it
Uhhhh...Cuz a nigga from out south out
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
That boy got lined by a bitch
The same one saying he rides with a stick, huh
Gotta tighten up a bit
Man, it's still war, you can't get out the mix, huh
your mix-tapes
And if I try to listen to it
We get it to it
And fo' all that fue it
Then its time to do it
Uhhhh...Cuz a nigga from out south out
you tryin one of mine
Dont do the crime
You cant do the time
You A sucka in his prime
I Ain't even finna lie
No i'm not gonna lie
Its Kwan
What Is you
some weed
We don't need champagne fuck the gin and juice
These niggaz know what Short Dog & Lil' Kim can do
Imagination is a understatement
Anything
Had him a temper but kept it level
Everybody called him Wilkes
Why did you do it, Johnny?
Nobody agrees
You, who had everything
What made you
I upgraded my linen, huh, B-O-P, I don't do no simpin', uh
I really don't want you up inside my mentions (ayo, Bans, what you cooking?)
Get inside,
do down south
(Hundred dollar bills?) with furniture in they mouth
If you like it, I love it, when its dry as a drought
If you dig it, I dug it, be
what I'm meanin?
It started slow with some kisses and some touches
A few more weeks went by cause we didn't want to rush it
They say a fast horse don't
I'll never do it again (No I wont)
Let's settle it (We don't)
I can't afford my life cause I'm spending it
Since you got just what you wanted
We
on the way to Damascus
It's like we huddle up, had control of the ball, let 'em sack us
Now they overtax us as if they want to collapse us
Don't be diluted
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