Lyrics:
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Maintain MC's while the Double E macks
Always calm under pressure, no need to act ill
Listen when I tell you boy, you gots to chill
I be
with all my boys, you know I'm sayin'?
Yo, turning mad chicks (cyaan', run back ah her all the while, you know?) (check it deep)
Turning everybody
City never sleeps, we just double up the Time Zones
No, I never sleep, I just write to you what I know
Fading in and out, eyes low on that ride home
the C-to-the-O, double-M-O-N
I sit and think with a drink
Do you want to be a emcee? Or do you want to serve
Do you want to be dope? Or do you want to deal
like a orphan, you bad nigga?
I'll be back to see if you'll be still here
You know my style I'll put yo fucking man, in a wheelchair
He'll never
mastered by a few
I take a half a million tapes sell 'em straight to you
All that shit niggas talking just cant be real
I dont need a record deal, I need
out your mouth
Or get this shit right, check it, it's the B-I, double G-I, E
Y'all niggas can't see Poppa, nor the Big Moma
Who you love, for
a 12-foot dunk, cuz
Two Chins Are Better Than One
Fans worldwide send her hella E-funds, cuz
Two Chins Are Better Than One
Lard scarf be tugging on my heart
want you to be in me
But I'm not like these other hoes
So tell me what you see in me"
Hands on my right, never
Kittens phone the phone up
Cah the light
the C-to-the-O, double-M-O-N
I sit and think with a drink
Do you want to be a emcee? Or do you want to serve
Do you want to be dope? Or do you want to deal
only been mastered by a few
I take a half a million tapes sell 'em straight to you
All that shit niggas talking just cant be real
I dont need a record
[Gatekeeper]
In '97 don't be alarmed, Gravediggaz drop
(Da Bomb! Da Bomb! Da Bomb!)
G, are, A, V, E, D (Da Bomb!)
I, double G, A to the zig zag Z
Ooh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we travel to this
Somebody should have told you who you messing with (Who you messing with)
Em Zet Double E chick that's not myth
Chase your ass from here, until e Free State
just like you and me
Some things are always gonna be
Girl, your eyes are my favorite blue
I double take when I wake up with you
I'm so in love with
Train
Tookie Williams over Coltrane
Eric B by the rope chain
R-S-C, we fosho bang
Tiny Locs and they go crazy
What you know about the dope game?
Was
rent it (Facts)
Cruising the city with the windows tinted
I’m the people’s champ
You Simmons I’m Mitchell (Uh)
We are not one in the same (Woah)
You
blaze, act up in this joint
And I'ma be Nate Robinson and back up the point
Your run's over, run with us or get run over
I'm here to save this shit,
[Ludacris]
Oh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we
about now
You're about to be possessed
By the sounds of emcee Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two
And I’m not here for the play
No need to run a script
And if you got your license cmon let’s put you on a trip
I drink dark not beer (wym) no corona sip
of crack
Might see me in the Burgundy thing, or the black on black
Matter of fact, go get ya chrome
'Cause I rather be, broke together than rich alone
the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy (follow me, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I just hate to be the bad
And to think I used to think you was
it, forget it
You left our family in shambles
And you expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
May be gone, but he's not forgotten
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