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Mr. Serv-On

Edward Smith, better known as Mr. Serv-On, is an American rapper who is best known for his time spent with No Limit Records in the mid-to-late 1990s. A high school friend of Master P, Mr. Serv-On was one of the first rappers signed to No Limit. First appearing on albums by Master P, TRU and Mia X, Serv-On's debut album, Life Insurance was released on August 12, 1997. Life Insurance was met with commercial and critical success, peaking at #23 on the US charts and #5 on the R&B charts. Two years later, Da Next Level was released to bigger commercial success, making it to #1 on the R&B charts. Despite the success, Serv-On left No Limit Records later in 1999. His third album, War Is Me, Pt. 1: Battle Decisions, was released independently for Lifetime Ente… more »

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1998

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featuring Mo B. Dick  Mr. Serv On 

[Mr. Serv On] 
what's happenin new? 
[New 9] 
What's happenin Serv? 
[Mr. Serv On] 
What you doin nigga? 
[New 9] 
Man I ain't doin nothin  just chillin. 
Layin back in this bitch. 
In this cold heartless ass world. 
[Mr. Serv On] 
Nigga pass the weed to a nigga baby. 

Chorus 
This world got me heartless 
That's why I hit the weed 
leave my middle finger up, I give a f*ck (2X) 

Dear God tell me, how many times 
During the course of a day for ????? 
my life I gotta say a prayer for myself 
Or tell me, how many nights 
My mama gotta lay awake cryin 
starin at my picture on the shelf 
But if you ask me 
Some of you niggas instead of hating 
You need to be anticipating 
and find the bullet that's waitin for ya 
Do I feel for ya, I'm heartless 
I feel for people like my girl Cheryl 
who lost her brother Travis to these streets 
Can you imagine, having to identify 
your little brother that's laying beneath some sheets 
I don't think so 
Or what about this hoe 
That tried to tell me about a nigga 
that I came up with since diapers 
Serv watch yourself he don't like ya 
Or what about these niggas on my block 
that know I made it out 
All this dope you niggas done sold in the hood 
you still ain't bought 
your mama a house 
But believe me niggas I love you till my dying day 
But if you try to take me from my family 
I'm a bang you in a fuckin heartless way 

Chorus (4X) 

[New 9] 
I just got out last night so it's like a cycle 
Even though I know shit always don't go they way you want it to go 
I proceed to be a nigga I need, it's only real 
It's money making plans to demand at center field 
And shit's real and right now everything is tight 
I got to pack a gun but if I get caught it's my third strike 
I'm strapped up, my tennis too tight, that's how I'm living 
A nigga on a mission, anything in my way, I'm killing 
That's my mentality right, me and my niggas be quick to fight 
Type of niggas you don't want to cross if you kinda value your life 
Whether wrong or right, I got a pocket full of rocks and I'm on a block 
Smokin weed with my niggas, last thing I want to see is a cop 
On patrol, some dicksuckers roll, the heck is up 
I'm heartless so I point my middle finger cause I don't give a f*ck 
I'm strapped up and on parole, I gotta fight to stay out of the penn 
The same shit happened last year, here I go again 

[Mr. Serv-On] 
Chorus 4X 

[Uzi] 
Mercy mercy me, Lord forgive me for the wrong I've done 
Ghetto child with a crooked smile I had a rough one 
This life full of plenty hurt, so soft and pain 
Consequences of the game but I had to maintain 
Step on toes, I'm ready to ride or roll over 
I'm a kill for a meal, lay back and smoke some doja 
But I know what go around come around good 
Knock on wood and it's understood 
I'm stayin young at twenty one life full of regret 
Ten commandments say don't kill but I done left some folks wet 
I got the blood of a dead man on my hand 
We goin clash again in soldier land 
Mm hmm 

[Glock] 
Now am I wrong when I want to bust your motherfuckin dome 
Got that blues song stuck, scratch on you ain't coming home 
I let it ride cause I know he be fake 
But f*ck that he cross my family, this nigga's done took the cake 
Stop the record just start it up you can find him in the lake 
Have your people fucked up sayin I just saw him yesterday 
See that's real and I know you motherfuckers can relate 
It's written down in ghetto law and taught by this ghetto church 
That's why my hollow keeps me strapped, cause it be too late 
Cause in a minute all this shit bout to be in one way 

[Mo B. Dick] 
Here I go again 

[Mr. Serv-On] 
Chorus 6X

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