Lyrics:
Memphis, Tennessee
And he's got somethin' special for y'all tonight
He's gonna sing a song for y'all
About this girl
Come in right here?
Yeah, come
out here to mothafuckin' play
Why these fuck niggas always cryin' 'bout somethin'?
Either you're livin' like a ho or you're dyin' 'bout somethin'
Try
[Benzino talking softly]
Niggas want to try and live my life and
Bitches want to try and run my life and (As we proceed!)
Haters want to try
There's sixteen ounces to every pound
Some shit is 'bout to go down
Got sixty-four of 'em
That's four of 'em, smoke somethin'
Burn it down, this shit
before me,
They say 'Be patient',
But what the fuck is patience when my heart is racin'?
Put yourself in my situation,
Try to be humble,
You won't
[Tupac Shakur]
You try to plant somethin in the conrete, why'knowhatImean?
If it GROW, and the and the rose petal got all kind of
scratches
You think you're somethin'
You're outta the know
Don't really care or don't ask why I
Close my eyes
Oh baby, baby I'm blinded!
I'm blinded by the light
flip up the block
This shit'll get hot
Don't care bout the cops
W-Why do they try to be somethin' they not?
I'll walk in the spot if you ready or not
cake
An' my moms a lil' somethin' 'fore I go on the run
Before pussy niggaz try their hand
I'll kick in the door like, "Daddy's home"
An' I ain't
Connecting them to each other 'til they started to resemble blank canvases
By this time I was an artist so
I just started to see these pictures, these real
dissin' but there's somethin' that you're missin'
Maybe you should touch reality stop wishin'
For beats with plenty bass and lyrics said in haste
If this
tough
What is it? This for them, suckas
Nigga, I came from a long line of playas
That ain't scared of nar' one of y'all, motherfuckers
I see these
back from Hollywood
And I ain't changed a lick
Though, I know I probably should
But, what I'm doin' is not a good look
I never did it by the good
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
fam, I couldn't swipe mans card
And time might pass, but I still gotta stay with it
It wasn't his beef, but I see him try claimin' it
That's why he
on the wheels, me on the m i see
Let's see we got a couple of new additions
We got come with a little somethin new at ya
We got little John on the d are you m
Huh? Niggas actin' like this shit ain't
'bout the money or somethin' (MIA JAY C)
Huh? Ayy
If I don't know nothin'
I know how to make a 'bow flip
I
gear
All the damn comments telling me I suck
And I'm startin to believe em, wantin to give up
Won't achieve my goals by hidin in the muck
So I try
Little somethin' for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corin
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker
of the whiff
You gon’ do things the way that I do
Better see what the hits you give before you try to make a pitch
Recognize why it ain't you
Only reason why
still takin rappin for a joke
A passing hope, or a phase with the rope
Sometime I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MC's
I
Helicopters parked out on the roof
Ten thousand disposable cameras taking pictures for proof
You know what this is
That all y'all, get on the wall y
on the wheels, me on the m i see
Let's see we got a couple of new additions
We got come with a little somethin new at ya
We got little John on the d are you m
not a 41
Try again, bitch, I'm not one of them
Glock cocked, I be done shot one of them
They ain't know I had the gun
When they let me in
You know I got
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