Lyrics:
a legacy
To let these niggas step on me
They don't live for nothing that I lived for
Yet they rep on me
They use our name in vain
Like they do the Lords
How
tryin to make me flip on my crew
Go ahead and play hardass! live your life fast
Tryin to warn you, seem like these streets got you gassed
-i got a problem
One time, reporting live
Compton, California
Have you ever felt like, like you never get life?
Like you never get right? Sort of like a black
shooting its citizens dead in the streets
I used to live in Northeast D.C. not too far from Capitol Hill
White House here, trap house there, they were so
I just wanna fly la la la la
It’s hard to leave the streets when they calling your name ya hustle game tight Feds know you by name get locked up
Ooh!
(In the name of Rame)
In the name of Raymond (yeah) He was a smooth talker Street balla'
(In the name of Rame) ooh ghetto soldier
I can't
Am I gonna live till next week?
Will I get shot by a dope fiend,
Tryin to get high, tryin to steal my ring
I really can't say, cause I don't know
to the end of
The road if I have to
Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand
Trying to hold it steady
Anything in my way is dead
Hug no traitor, spud no snitches
Man try live this, never knew he had a clitoris
Have man for breakfast, talk about hit list
I bring the fire, you
deserve to be a player
Don't make me have to call your name out
Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my
neighborhood
And label me as a dope dealer yo, and say that I'm no good
But I gave out jobs so niggas wouldn't have to go out
Gave up some dope on the corner so
noticed was - pure music
Untampered with by things showbiz does older
Thugs showed us stuff
Like how to hold a plug
Juice from the street light
It almost
where i started sure ain't for me
the B.G.
that's the name I go by
test me
you die S Kangol why
hide out
at the club, slide out
ride out
yo'
a violin
They gon' shoot your shit in traffic, no matter what car you in
Went to the streets and asked the dope boys is they hiring?
Gotta shoot something
of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three, making us free in my community
One day is what I live for
Ain't thinking about no hope
mamas that's black
Sum jus don't have it that's not an attack
But my mom gave me strength
Gave me power
And courage
And passion
To live out my god
I go by the name of Kel Mitchell!
And this is TeamBackPack! Let's go!
Yo, I'm so '96, back and on my grimy shit
Nigga get -whoever they'll sign me
Girls love when I'm life in effect
They can't wait to see me live in the flesh
Even though I cannot afford
No diamond baguettes
I don't lie, slightly
I am the public highway, baby
I'm no place for pretence or protocol
I could take you
By way of a garden city
I could run you along
The Libido
deserve to be a player
Don't make me have to call your name out
Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my
that we float off
Ride into the sky, live our lives, take a load off
With you right by my side, the night ain't so long, yeah so long
Bike, then get so
the streets
What you see on TV is a lie
That's not something you wanna live or pattern your life by
But, huh that's too much preachin' ain't it?
You don't
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
I put the name Microphones on the tapes I would make late at night after work at the record store. I was already by then a couple years deep into
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