Lyrics:
of love (in the name of love)
Groove in the name of love
Groove in the name of love
Oh I wait 'til somebody else gets up (then i)
I wanna be
with Drake
I heard those upcomers, they passed away
I want to be featured by Drake
"Hahah you funny" that’s what they gon'say
My comments on Instagram,
thinking pro is a chump
I would be in another country by the time they notice you slumped
Escape like asada jakes stopping noda
Spirit of malcolm with a face
crews stress, fully on a quest
To be recognised, put up on a level next to me
And the Wise unified our lives, we bless the beat
We yet to see competitors
really wanna show you
I had the master plan
I'm in the Caravan on my way to Maryland
With my man Two-TECs to take over this projects
They call him
man wiggling on
The stage, so, consequently, they
Invented Elvis Presley and let him
Do it so we wanna
Get into that, call it "Ain't No New Thing
"
and lighters
So rah rah rah shish Coom bah Christ is the Only God to be resurrected so far
So yousa a fake god pseudo and your claims
They're ridiculous like
(until I die)
You could bring your crew, but we remain true
Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')
Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)
You could
missing something)
so when the listener
graduates to be an artist
you still enslaved by the principles because they're heartless
first they make you imitate
Everbody tryna head up
Shut up fuck up
Some virus just strarted having fun they cant be stop by the gun
And this shit make me fuckin run
I'm standing for
is you, you a
Bitch, it's just
What you do, it's just what you do
Niggas wanna bang they crew
Wanna slang, talking
About, whoop, whoop, talking about
too complacent
Be trusted by everyone but trust nobody
You should pick this up quick I learned it from John Gotti
And I heard it through the grapevine
hung like Georgie boy in the basement
Drinks stay coming We suckers for entertainment
You wanna be a working girl in this perfect world
You'll either
skeleton key
But don’t you to wanna be a inspiration to me?
In an instance a child's life was ended
By the hands of a four foot menace like Dennis
taboo"
[HOOK]
[Verse 2]
We used to rap, now y'all wanna come and get me with a bat?
Y'all must be smokin crack, with Pookie from New Jack
How could y'all
invented by this crew
Of them powerful men, who often like new
Stuff to be tested, only if I knew…
What ima being brought to, you would not have to tell me
Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X)
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle,
paid man
I've got two sons man
I need to feed my sons man
I'm going to stand on the streets
And sell this album man
Like DJ Sbu man
Like how Dj Sbu
up
Know shit about to heat up
Wet the whole entire street up
Blast from the car seat-er
My enemies wouldn't even wanna be you
I see you, hunting
Of anybody or anything
MB2
Listen people ask what it mean
To be set up to win
It mean that money coming fast
And that bread is legit
Determination perseverance
own two
No crew just see what this Mac-11 gon do
Plenty bodies gon be dropping soon
As I come through
Hop out let it rip head slugs go threw
peekin' to find
Who's goin' left and playin' right
Lovin' my crew, bringin' 'em up
Leadin' 'em all to somethin' great
Want to be sure one may not have
But
I'm accepted
By mainstream America and good in the piece
Now niggas wanna talk all greasy (why)
Like they ain't used to open up for
Me in New York on tv
turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes babe
Discuss these by as they wanna be album 2 live crew Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In