Down] See we done made it No need to hate it, congratulate it Blowin' up with 263 cause' T-Mac he can't be faded Praise it, then elevated, don't underestimated
made crack grins but ain't a damn thing funny I keep a pocket fulla do the damn thang money I keep it comin with bottles of champagne dunny So keep it
is the art I'm just made at all these haters who was bitches from the start We just do this cause we love it and its setting us apart We was already gone
it close on your toes, hangin from clothes pins. I'm spittin blades, God damn it, my tooth hurts. I'm out feelin' with a bunch of cancerous tumors. Yup, music's my baby, I ain't
shit Don't bother steppin' up Dance dammit dance I rule Dance dammit dance I rule What I got you can't get from ya mama What I got you can't get from
used to bust a mac wit my eyes closed Then time rode, shawty choppin plus she get it showed You tryn cop, I don't know you nigga, I don't know You shop
t Control the box, you are no Mills Lane Ain't heard DC since Sardines came Ha! And I Made Ya'll Love it We Don't Cop Plea's, But Ya'll Don't Cop Nuffin
lunch But it's either that or you can't point us casualties when we dump Street pain is a motherfucker guard me without a dot It's like a murder scene
back, I'm being hunted Then it was gone, I turned around it had to be on But then I had found, it was gonna be hard For me to make it to the crib, cause
it Movin niggaz with telekenesis Keepin Channel 7 at work, filmin different features Leadin niggaz to an early death with they head blown And to those who didn't make it
gettin high watchin time fly Best strategize on the way to profit Best organize how you ride so they can't stop it Then keep it poppin lot of busters
Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change It wasn't nuttin like the game It's just me against
the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. From the cradle to the grave, I'm glad to say I made it this far. Many G's
other shit. We takin this motherfucker over this larger hit. YaknowhatI'msayin? Follow us, come along. YaknowhatI'msayin? We takin this motherfucker over. TRUST. We
This is how we do it on our side Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it, Bring it. But we ain't singing, We bringing drama fuck you and
didn't finish Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace Busta, I hit 'em up [Verse 3: 2Pac] Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penintentiary steel
t Need Another Brother Sex Time Around You I Feel The Same My Body There No Pressure Baby You Know I Keep It So Real I Can't Help You Got The Whip Appeal