Lyrics:
Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead vocals by Tommy Shaw
"...everybody plays this one right, everybody gets a fresh, hot latte and a scone..."
Oh what
paper,
Gamble with life
Just know when the fold him
Something like Kenny Rodgers
Or Razor Ramon him
Swapping jersey for a ring
The GM thought you
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together son your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together son
if I see these jakes
They want me nicked for the flake
I just want drip and a whip tryna save
Insufficient evidence
Not guilty that pack got stashed
you
Play around & evil will hate you
Freewill's a bitch & its so deceitful
Watch out for all of the snakes they will play you
Live your life and find
her daddy's arm, he walked her down the aisle
She stood by Tommy at the altar
With a ring he said he loved her
But there is no time for love when
sectioned in
The root of money comes from where the devil lives
Lord forgive me for the day I'm too rich
I know it's all inside my mind and what money cannot
the past
You don't speak my language
Bitch, I'm for, but the anguish
Shorty's facin' hella vanquish
You know my chain be danglin'
My life like ropes, be
Anthem
Yeah I made it at my house 'cause this that Marriotts Ridge Anthem
This that
This that Marriotts Ridge Anthem
We got Mitch Jake Levey Tommy
really prepared, for the things to come?
[krs-one]
Check it out
True underground sound from the boogie down
Uptown downtown gather round for
living
Life that I'm living
In the life
Surrounded by scavengers
Trying get a bite
For every good brother
There's five that are vile
That'll take you out
the fuck
I'm pulled over by the jakes, a twenty-eight up in my nuts
For 'em took away in cuffs I'd rather lay up in the dust
Feel like fuck a friend
midnight
Stick up kids on the ground broke the staircase light
And I stays harassed, scramblin' for petty cash
Jakes on my ass young bucks is learnin'
there grinding everyday Just trying to make a way
I remember running from them jakes Cutting through them alleyways
Jumping over gates
Fucking up my jays
came for the belly, Sizz pop get two plates
I feel the obbo, ain't tryna serve it to jakes
Itch and Roadray, 2 door bait tryna smoke man's face
No
it with the right people
The chalk talking its lethal
But y'all jargon is see through
These dawg barking they leave you
With gnaw marks for no reason
The cycle of life is here
To see in all of its fine simplicity
But the way we live it seems to be,
Something very weird to me
And I cry out
For
By the faces that they're making when they see me rapping you would think I levitate
I'm procreating all these vibrations, hoping that my flow'll
Yeah
Satellite
E Z
Yeah
Woah woah
I don't make mistakes
I could tell the real from the Jakes
Homebody
Just stay in yo place
If This was a game
Then
mommy
Now im riding by myself, man me and my bro tommy
Man i thank God, that we made it out the trap
Im talking real life only speaking on these facts
lock graffiti scenes
I swear all my life hip hop by any means
Way before the lean prescriptions drugs amphetamines
You wanna be the best there will be no
trust)
Flyin' in a Wraith, yeah
Pass by time through the day, yeah (skrrt)
Blinded with hate, yeah
I ain't got time for the chase, yeah
Just me
all fake
We all chasing the cream
By any means
My Nigga
It's a relay
We get one life to live
It's no replay
Especially how we play
Might pull-up in ur
sick
This shit bout to blow
I put the flame to the wick
Before i take cover
Make sure that bitch lit
Light a path for my people
By the game that i spit
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