Lyrics:
sent killers every race to put one in your spine
Two in your ear, get your crew, who do I fear?
Nobody never get involved and none of 'em dying
I
(take two)
Sharpened mind without having to carry knives
Depressed like married lives
A canine ready to bury lives
(it's GTech)
See, I'm front
with the crew (With the crew)
Running from the blues
Sippin on some brew
Climbing up the roof
Hit a joint or two
Hit a joint or two right!
Waiting for
suite tho
Oh she got her stripes and street codes
Book-smart and hit free throws one of two I need both
Seasons come and go I stay cold understand you
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
(Brrt, brrt) Three ninety two, switch it out with the cat
I count a million right here on my lap
Bought a new Spider then take off the plastic
I
nothin but them platinum hits
And the two dog groan, sittin' on chrome
That nigga on the mic str-8 gone
My whole crew lives illegal
Strapped with
now I'm wide awake
Right now I'm wide awake
Right now I'm wide awake
Hands stay clean 'till the well go dry
One wheel for the clock that we live
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
chere
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas
But being homophobic could kill your career
So I switched
take me on a natural high?"
My aura guidin' us through the darkness of the night
I hit the spliff before I take flight
Beyond the Milky Way on cloud
Wu-Tang said you best protect your neck
'Cause I ain't got no heart for you, for you I have no heart
My crew'll rip your ass in two like in Jurassic Park
list (Shhh)
'Till they get hit with the big clip (Fire)
Iceberg on my wrist, that's a lit wrist (Ice)
Gotta clean the spot out, no witness (Slizz)
Put
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
Can't get no string in no loop (can't get string)
I put her on boot (ayy)
So I can fuck these hoes by two (so I can smash)
She know we a group
Let her
from my Rock Box
Hey you, better Come Clean like Jeru
Before I take phase two and do another pay-per-view
To your crew, I give a boom bip to Q-tip
from my Rock Box
Hey you, better Come Clean like Jeru
Before I take phase two and do another pay-per-view
To your crew, I give a boom bip to Q-tip
to sleep on
Swear you not gon want hit snooze
I been beating up the rap game
Shit I might just leave a bruise
OTS about the business
It's been dollar signs
many MC's, but I don't gain no weight
The number one chief rocka, clean out yo' rap lockers
I'm as stiff as a board, y'all more shook than maracas
But
it’s a piece of meat
I put it on then it gets yammed off
I live by the motto invest in yourself
I get by without protection or help
I need a clean bill
and look where we at
the bottom, simple as that
I'm bringing it back to the fore-front
like Luke in the 2 Live Crew days
he's the one that's got these mami's
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
Yeah, yeah
Hahaha
Ayy
Chillin' with the homies at the crib
Bumpin' Pac Div, this the life I live, you ain't know about it
Hit the studio with
treat
I'm a nice guy, but got real mean moves
I choose the scene to be seen by you
I've got a clean shirt and fresh pressed pants
Cuz girls like nice guys
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