Lyrics:
Bring the flavor)
I get down with the FU crew, the only
Way to be, the only thing to do, ooh!
It's like this, it's like
This, it's like this, it's like
held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be
the speed of sound
Ooh, it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power
Big fat tyres and everything
I love it and I need it, I feed
fade, I'm like "Why would you do that?"
RIP, ain't no gettin' your crew back
Throwing bullets, we aimin' for du-rags
Everybody gon' get it, fuck who
and love it, sort of chilly
Then I send a shorty from my block to the store for phillies
After being blessed by the herb's essence
I'm back to my rest,
1, 2, 3 let's go!
They wanna lyrical war so i'm on it
Them man are shit homegrown, i'm chronic
Them man are coming like tails, i'm Sonic
Them man are
made it, me and my niggas made it
Yeah I know you’ve seen me on, and she reppin' Finally Famous
Me and my crew round me paid, like getting rich
much the enemy to me these
Days i always felt like
Love always stalled my vision
And my dreams it
Always was a burden on my back
I needed to let love
Go
Yeah, Hit-Boy
CHOMP 2, CHOMP 2
5 AM in Atlanta, I'm writin' raps
Sometimes I'm fightin' for my dreams but it seems like they fightin' back
my crew)
If I eat food (eat food with my crew)
If I smoke weed (smoke weed with my crew)
How about you? How about your crew?
Yeah, it's R2-D2
Me
like that? I break a cracker I’m fresh and back I may live up to the road I’m coming on a table when I’m flashing back I look at this moon does it see me
you gon get it how you live cuz..
[Hook 2: Nelly]
This goes out to my West Coast crew
Now hold ya Dub up in the airr if ya feel me
Fuck em all
has no beginning
Love it has no end
Life is going on no matter if you lose or win
A mixture of the two
True definition of a blend
Like two lovers
anyway, what can I say?
Oh by the way, it's anybody 'kay?
So when you in LA, or nigga round my way
Give me a holler on the 310 or 213, yeah
'm 'bout my bread
Round the world if ya ask about me
They'll tell ya they love the kid
Whoa, hey (I-I get it)
Whoa, hey (I-I get it)
Whoa, hey (Yeah)
a second time to photobomb it
I live by a code of demonic, Illuminati, Obama, Hovanomics
Hold up, hurdles in life, I hop in a Turbo and roll around 'em
of a boxing match
Marine biologist looking for a shark to catch
Work or starve I want sirloin steak
I wanna live large and I got what it takes
It takes two
what?"
But his man is like, "Psych yo"
Take it from one extreme to the next
And my shit always bounce like D-M, to the X
I can bring it from up
too much love
Why can’t it be this way always
Cut the check four ways
One to me, one to spirit,
And 2 for the old me
He took me the whole way
slow and I wait
But I be dead cause it's probably too late
Was betrayed by my friend and I feel like
I'm and every too scary to tame to love with
the same
Put two and two together, Mobb Deep with one name
Contain drama like Outbreak, you order drama
We outtake and then take you out
Keep it real
it. (We taking ours in blood x2)
We taking ours in blood. This city got me trapped like an animal with criminal thoughts
I can't seem to turn away
friends
Asian friends
Latin bros
We pack a bowl
It's a magic trick
Like I'm happy slip
With a fatter lip but
I love 'The Wiz' and
I love 'Les Mis'
it's like, I
Wrote three chords, four chords, and it
Fuckin' goes off when we perform it
Live and you know what? I
Love looking in the crowd and seeing
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