Lyrics:
body on broaders, that's all I know
Mansion on Washetona 6 figures on the floor
Double R and DR watched by Uptown security guards
10 G's a ki, 36 o's
They’re out there in the stars
Maybe they come from Mars?
Here come the Aliens! Here come the Aliens!
They’ve all been waiting there living for millenniums
done,
if you had her life you'd probably never feel her shoes
Couple years gone by we gotta celebrate
We done come a long way, fuck all of the hate
"It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
Why I live so wild"
"Here's what they think about cha"
"It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes
tour
Come freak the style that the big Michelle display
You know the style that be my fortee
Hey Phife, where ya at?
I'm over here
Hey Phife,
know the status and the status is live
the first draft-pick for the label called Jive
yo Shaq, where ya at?
I'm over here
yo Shaq,
going down and Simon can move on. Now Vivian's there.
Vivian is there and waiting for a chance. Here tie comes, oh a
piledriver, a real piledriver,
here (Right here)
I had courage man I faced all my fears
Its been a long ride the coast is looking clear
I pray we all shine we all tryna live
Its been
, come on admit it
And our morals catch twists talking plastic chat we live swish
Fat cats trying to feast on fish…..
I'm only here cos I'm tryin' to get
on my grind
I be running my race
So my brother I no mind if you judge my case
Say na turn by turn so my guy I dey wait
When the money come you go see me
sharp and quick
It took me by surprise
And you helped me then
It was a matter of time
But this time it's different
It's been a growing thing
It wasn't
the fuck from me
Young dummies, uh, realest
Richest nigga in my town
Yeah, if you ain't come with your
Pistol then get from 'round here
Cause I'm the ref
around here
I just got one over on they king
I need a crown here
Come to my kingdom talkin' crazy?
We putchu down here, Dumbass
He ain't wanna "@" me, he
come and get some
Step out my way, 'cause here I come!
Chorus
Outro: Mr. Mixx
Mr. Mixx, producer of 2 Live! Niggas slip, but I'ma let
that slide.
the judges wit me
[styles]
If I had twenty four hours to live, I'd probably die on the fifth
Run in the station squeezin the inf'
I'll be waitin' to get
Tired of mild reform
Sick of hand-me-downs
We topple all the theories to the ground:
All real change
Must come from below
Our bosses must live in
God as my witness, my jury, my judge
Medusa on my chest, Venus by my side
The Devil in my ear, Black Jesus on the rise
The sand is at my feet, the sun
[Jurassic 5]
Yo, we are no superstars
Who wanna be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how bright we
or nicest
Like ice is I'm priceless, plug the mic to it
Come with the D with the I with the S to the S's, see whose hype is
Test the test the Treach
piper now the cat ma-my reaction gave me nine lives I'm already on my seventh one two more 'till the heavens come. Bring it down all the atmosphere
somethin' hold up)
Young nigga out here on the grind
Young bitch you need to get live wit me (smoke somethin' hold up bitch)
Put Multi on the mountaintop
Hide the law deep inside my chest More spirit and less flesh
Walk by faith, you do the rest Wake up every day, say God bless
I'm just trying to live
tempted by the devil, thank god that you are
sink down to my level , well now even you can be a star
sandman come to my baby here in the fire
hope
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
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