smile Every guy call you sexy but your man is weak He can't satisfy you, baby, I'm your freak [Brother Marquis] If you want a real man the man is me
we're generating and demonstrating All of the talents that we're accumulating And by doing this we'll go real far Because - 2 Live is what we are We're
me and her were the 2 Me and her were together like glue But we lived packed in a shack Like the old lady who lived in a shoe And we ain't really know what
your maker, place your order, we the waiters Coke, keep the?, instigators?, keep the flavours Main course, meat potatoes, keep your favours, see ya later The crew?,, black and grey, we
Batons ablaze While belting Aida and preparing SOUFLEES! With that triple somersault As I clinched Miss Baltimore Crabs! DANCE BREAK! VELMA Proceed. AMBER Are you scared, we're on live
bullets are looking residence so they gone house in your chest A nigga done been through so much shit the last five years of my living Now a days the bitches are
't keep thinking that we will quit We'll always stand and never sit We're 2 live, 2 black, 2 strong Doing the right thing, and not the wrong So listen
the strip club, lookin' at all this pussy, me and the boys, me and 2 Live Crew, Brother Marquis, Mr.Mixx, uhh, Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice. You know we at
[Mr. Mixx] Check it out y'all Ch-ch-check it out y'all 2 - 2 Live Crew 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Live Crew Fresh - Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice Tre - Treach Dee
them a choice Cause who are we to say who lives and die Breathes and stops All this judgement on other lives Needs to stop What are we livin' for Givin
and khaki suits and ride is what we do. Flossin' but havin' caution we can lie with other crews. Famous because we program worldwide let'em recognize
hold us So we gotta do what we gotta do to keep rolling One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind and we continue growin... [2Pac] ...One day at
to live? I'm gon' do, what I do I'm gon' say, what I say I'm gon' live how I live - how do you want a nigga to live? [2Pac] Y'know you really can't say
Dear Lord As we down here, struggle for as long as we know In search of a paradise to touch (my ni**a Johnny J) Dreams are dreams, and reality seems to
we die we outlaws let me ride until I get free I live my life in tha fast lane got police chasen me to my niggas from old blocks from old crews
and she [VERSE 2] and now i can't believe all the things you did all your secret trips, just to see your kids what about the crib that i've never been? is