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Blackboy
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
And I was told in school I was a fool and money, I'd never gain none
but I used my flow as a tool, they was cruel, said I'd be no rapper, but I did work and became one
Now it's a cryin shame, I'm buyin thangs and they got debts they got to pay back
I think I know why my teachers would look in my eye and say that...
And why's that?
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through... true definition of a Blackboy.
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
It must be the way that my pants sag
or the sparklin diamonds on the watch my left hand has
I know my appearance is looking like I am bad
In your department store all I wanna do is pop a damn tag
Made it honest, that's why the blacks get mad at you
Even foreigners shop and got big graditude
I make more than you, but you got the additude
Like I can't be shoppin at Saks Fifth Avenue
I'm just tryin to buy my baby some creed spring flower
But they don't know that the Tecca Nina cheese means power
So they look at me like none of my breed brings valor
Thats why when you see us in passing we seem sour
Last time I checked, my power shockeras
I was on top of the indy charts and not a slotera
but I'm the author of darkness and I like the opera
So why when I'm at Macbeth they wont treat me more propera?
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through... true definition of a Blackboy.
[Verse 3 - Brother J]
Frontline... shoot, soldiers represent that
Frontline... shoot, Grand Verb, it's the snatch back
Head wrapped in the desert, boombox on the camel back
Escape from the clone lab, fugitives spook black
With finesse in you, its the knowledge from way back
The prophet of the page dont eat right till it all cracks
Blackboy rappin from the pages torn
Street scriptures more classic than the Jimmy Cracked Corn
A spawn of the movement, keep the music movement
So my purpose stays clear and my music stays groovin
I do it for the real, I don't need Jena Six
for me to know America is still on that bullshit
So people think that black are just ball players and singers
That massa complex is what fuels the street bangers
and street soldiers to stand up
No choice to get it right, so these Blackboys can finally get they man up
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through... true definition of a Blackboy.
[Verse 4 - Ice Cube]
I'm a Blackboy and always gettin underestimated
But when I move next door, I know you hate it
You had my whole family investigated
and when they didn't find no crack, you said I ate it
Uh-uh, a motherfucker just elevated
over ghetto life that was designated
You see this Blackboy, you know heaven made it
I don't want to go if I got to integrate it
You know pellot boy, be happy you made it
Just take what you got, and stop complainin
Ok, weather man will stop the rainin
on my people head, and start explainin
what your people said, believe in the bible
but you still act barbaric and psycho
My name is Ice Cube, bitch, it ain't Michael
I'll never bleach my own skin just to be like you
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through... true definition of a Blackboy.
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
And I was told in school I was a fool and money, I'd never gain none
but I used my flow as a tool, they was cruel, said I'd be no rapper, but I did work and became one
Now it's a cryin shame, I'm buyin thangs and they got debts they got to pay back
I think I know why my teachers would look in my eye and say that...
And why's that?
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through... true definition of a Blackboy.
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
It must be the way that my pants sag
or the sparklin diamonds on the watch my left hand has
I know my appearance is looking like I am bad
In your department store all I wanna do is pop a damn tag
Made it honest, that's why the blacks get mad at you
Even foreigners shop and got big graditude
I make more than you, but you got the additude
Like I can't be shoppin at Saks Fifth Avenue
I'm just tryin to buy my baby some creed spring flower
But they don't know that the Tecca Nina cheese means power
So they look at me like none of my breed brings valor
Thats why when you see us in passing we seem sour
Last time I checked, my power shockeras
I was on top of the indy charts and not a slotera
but I'm the author of darkness and I like the opera
So why when I'm at Macbeth they wont treat me more propera?
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through... true definition of a Blackboy.
[Verse 3 - Brother J]
Frontline... shoot, soldiers represent that
Frontline... shoot, Grand Verb, it's the snatch back
Head wrapped in the desert, boombox on the camel back
Escape from the clone lab, fugitives spook black
With finesse in you, its the knowledge from way back
The prophet of the page dont eat right till it all cracks
Blackboy rappin from the pages torn
Street scriptures more classic than the Jimmy Cracked Corn
A spawn of the movement, keep the music movement
So my purpose stays clear and my music stays groovin
I do it for the real, I don't need Jena Six
for me to know America is still on that bullshit
So people think that black are just ball players and singers
That massa complex is what fuels the street bangers
and street soldiers to stand up
No choice to get it right, so these Blackboys can finally get they man up
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through... true definition of a Blackboy.
[Verse 4 - Ice Cube]
I'm a Blackboy and always gettin underestimated
But when I move next door, I know you hate it
You had my whole family investigated
and when they didn't find no crack, you said I ate it
Uh-uh, a motherfucker just elevated
over ghetto life that was designated
You see this Blackboy, you know heaven made it
I don't want to go if I got to integrate it
You know pellot boy, be happy you made it
Just take what you got, and stop complainin
Ok, weather man will stop the rainin
on my people head, and start explainin
what your people said, believe in the bible
but you still act barbaric and psycho
My name is Ice Cube, bitch, it ain't Michael
I'll never bleach my own skin just to be like you
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through... true definition of a Blackboy.
I just got a quick question if anyone can help. I remembered a song I dont think Tech is on it and I havent heard in many years since my car got robbed. Only thing is I can only remember part of the hook and if i remember correctly its Yukmouth on the hook.
He says something like this
"Dragon Tatted, drink henney by the fuckin gallons, mob like italian."
I know its a regime song but its been close to 10 years since I heard it and thats all i remember except he song is dope as fuck. ANY help would be appreciated if someone knows the song and can get it to me.
He says something like this
"Dragon Tatted, drink henney by the fuckin gallons, mob like italian."
I know its a regime song but its been close to 10 years since I heard it and thats all i remember except he song is dope as fuck. ANY help would be appreciated if someone knows the song and can get it to me.
Holier Than Thou
[Intro - Tech N9ne]
We been doing this for a long long time now...
this music thing... and touring, y'know...
and still... I ain't met one person that could maintain righteousness
Know what I'm sayin?
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
A wise man told me evil was lurkin and if you found it
try your best to not put yourself around it
Cuz when you in it you tend to push it to the limit but
then when the sin beginnin you wish you would stay grounded
I went all over the world and I done been through it
at the beginning I knew I wouldn't give in to it
but temptation over the sensation
women I'm embracin, so many of them waitin
Contemplatin how to get fornication
and yo door when its late with the motivation of Satan
so they say, but things go they way
but its more then pay told her hey yo the phase for today
But lust it sets in, and crush your chest in
for dust your destined, if drugs are let in
Enough to nest in, probably make you punch your best friend
and next kin cuz you let s-e-x win
You mean to tell me you can fight this land
with brightness and walk the path of the righteous man?
Yo, I want to believe that, itching to see that
if a positive person can shake the negative feedback
that this life has to offer and its faster
What a disaster if you didn't obey the master
Cuz that's mutiny, it would be new to me
if you was on tour with Tecca Nina and you could be
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko (Strange Lane Choir)]
(Holy, holy) If you lived in another world would you
(Know me, know me) I know you be strong, but you been gone a
(While) I know you still my
(Child) So I'm pullin for you
(Hold your only) Your soul and if you know it wont you
(Show me, show me) You can see me if you look up for a
(While) Holier than
(Thou) So I say it for you
[Verse 2 - Big Krizz Kaliko]
How can I move the crowd without losin out of my faith?
Lucifer out of the way (way)
Or maybe he don't even exist
I ain't gotta trip
Gettin hookers out of my system (get you out of my system)
See thats how he tricks em
Let em sip then a big ol mickey he slips them (I wonder why)
Music soothes the savage soul
People could lose or win, but lack control
Wish we could choose to live and fast the soul
We smashin women then bypass the soul
They believin everything we breathe in
Half of us is Jesus, the other half is heathen
And how we get that bad half out?
We pray the lord would cast that out
Hope you got blessins let them pass that out
When we travellin and pass that route
Keep us under their grace is the place where we had that doubt
Where I stand, its pointin at me, but its with my hand
I need you, you holier than I am, I am
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko (Strange Lane Choir)]
(Holy, holy) If you lived in another world would you
(Know me, know me) I know you be strong, but you been gone a
(While) I know you still my
(Child) So I'm pullin for you
(Hold your only) Your soul and if you know it wont you
(Show me, show me) You can see me if you look up for a
(While) Holier than
(Thou) So I say it for you
[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne]
This verse was intended for a gospel rapper that we all admire
and he goes by the name of Da T.R.U.T.H.
All we wanted was a righteous man to lead us in the right direction
and maybe if he came we could change and regroup
So we laid it down and sent it hopin' we would rap wit us, track splittas,
Waited, and none of his people got back wit us
We kept callin' and they finally answered, when a month passed
We was prepared to do whatever, give it if he wants cash
but the lady who represent em would never send 'em a message from a secular messenger
Never be no nepotism, we supposed to be brothers, on the road to teach others
but the flow would be covered, don't wanna mess with Tech they know that we smothered
anybody who diss us, retire they weak flow
Cuz this is the pinnacle, nobody flyer than me, bro
If you didn't like it then I admire the ego,
And if they never told ya, then you better fire ya people
Cause fallen angels came for your help and then she pushed 'em
but Christians be the first to run they mouth about Muslims
but they always helpin in the hood, but y'all closed me out
y'all didn't even really wanna know what we bout
And we bombay, trippin on this on the don spay
and I had to spit on in cuz I couldn't afford Kanye
I needed help, your people showed me the wall
be lowly as y'all, I guess y'all wasn't holy at all... naw!
Much love to the gospel MC
J Blast for coming down in the midst of sinners to try to help us remedy our situation...
Even though most if his peers told him not to
cuz we secular MCs.
Thanks for giving me Da T.R.U.T.H. CD and bringing true Godliness to our circle bro...
God bless you, for being so...
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko (Strange Lane Choir)]
(Holy, holy) If you live in another world would you
(Know me, know me) I know you be strong, but you been gone a
(While) WHILE, I know you still my
(Child) CHILD, So I'm pullin for you
(Hold your only) Your soul and if you know it wont you
(Show me, show me) You can see me if you look up for a
(While) WHILE You're holier than
(Thou) THOU So I say it for you
(Holy, holy) If you lived in another world would you
(Know me, know me) Would you know me?
(While) WHILE, WHILE
(Child) You my child now
(Hold your only) Your soul and if you know it wont you
(Show me, show me) You can see me if you look up for a
(While) You're holier than
(Thou) oooooooh... yeeeeaaaah
[Intro - Tech N9ne]
We been doing this for a long long time now...
this music thing... and touring, y'know...
and still... I ain't met one person that could maintain righteousness
Know what I'm sayin?
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
A wise man told me evil was lurkin and if you found it
try your best to not put yourself around it
Cuz when you in it you tend to push it to the limit but
then when the sin beginnin you wish you would stay grounded
I went all over the world and I done been through it
at the beginning I knew I wouldn't give in to it
but temptation over the sensation
women I'm embracin, so many of them waitin
Contemplatin how to get fornication
and yo door when its late with the motivation of Satan
so they say, but things go they way
but its more then pay told her hey yo the phase for today
But lust it sets in, and crush your chest in
for dust your destined, if drugs are let in
Enough to nest in, probably make you punch your best friend
and next kin cuz you let s-e-x win
You mean to tell me you can fight this land
with brightness and walk the path of the righteous man?
Yo, I want to believe that, itching to see that
if a positive person can shake the negative feedback
that this life has to offer and its faster
What a disaster if you didn't obey the master
Cuz that's mutiny, it would be new to me
if you was on tour with Tecca Nina and you could be
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko (Strange Lane Choir)]
(Holy, holy) If you lived in another world would you
(Know me, know me) I know you be strong, but you been gone a
(While) I know you still my
(Child) So I'm pullin for you
(Hold your only) Your soul and if you know it wont you
(Show me, show me) You can see me if you look up for a
(While) Holier than
(Thou) So I say it for you
[Verse 2 - Big Krizz Kaliko]
How can I move the crowd without losin out of my faith?
Lucifer out of the way (way)
Or maybe he don't even exist
I ain't gotta trip
Gettin hookers out of my system (get you out of my system)
See thats how he tricks em
Let em sip then a big ol mickey he slips them (I wonder why)
Music soothes the savage soul
People could lose or win, but lack control
Wish we could choose to live and fast the soul
We smashin women then bypass the soul
They believin everything we breathe in
Half of us is Jesus, the other half is heathen
And how we get that bad half out?
We pray the lord would cast that out
Hope you got blessins let them pass that out
When we travellin and pass that route
Keep us under their grace is the place where we had that doubt
Where I stand, its pointin at me, but its with my hand
I need you, you holier than I am, I am
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko (Strange Lane Choir)]
(Holy, holy) If you lived in another world would you
(Know me, know me) I know you be strong, but you been gone a
(While) I know you still my
(Child) So I'm pullin for you
(Hold your only) Your soul and if you know it wont you
(Show me, show me) You can see me if you look up for a
(While) Holier than
(Thou) So I say it for you
[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne]
This verse was intended for a gospel rapper that we all admire
and he goes by the name of Da T.R.U.T.H.
All we wanted was a righteous man to lead us in the right direction
and maybe if he came we could change and regroup
So we laid it down and sent it hopin' we would rap wit us, track splittas,
Waited, and none of his people got back wit us
We kept callin' and they finally answered, when a month passed
We was prepared to do whatever, give it if he wants cash
but the lady who represent em would never send 'em a message from a secular messenger
Never be no nepotism, we supposed to be brothers, on the road to teach others
but the flow would be covered, don't wanna mess with Tech they know that we smothered
anybody who diss us, retire they weak flow
Cuz this is the pinnacle, nobody flyer than me, bro
If you didn't like it then I admire the ego,
And if they never told ya, then you better fire ya people
Cause fallen angels came for your help and then she pushed 'em
but Christians be the first to run they mouth about Muslims
but they always helpin in the hood, but y'all closed me out
y'all didn't even really wanna know what we bout
And we bombay, trippin on this on the don spay
and I had to spit on in cuz I couldn't afford Kanye
I needed help, your people showed me the wall
be lowly as y'all, I guess y'all wasn't holy at all... naw!
Much love to the gospel MC
J Blast for coming down in the midst of sinners to try to help us remedy our situation...
Even though most if his peers told him not to
cuz we secular MCs.
Thanks for giving me Da T.R.U.T.H. CD and bringing true Godliness to our circle bro...
God bless you, for being so...
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko (Strange Lane Choir)]
(Holy, holy) If you live in another world would you
(Know me, know me) I know you be strong, but you been gone a
(While) WHILE, I know you still my
(Child) CHILD, So I'm pullin for you
(Hold your only) Your soul and if you know it wont you
(Show me, show me) You can see me if you look up for a
(While) WHILE You're holier than
(Thou) THOU So I say it for you
(Holy, holy) If you lived in another world would you
(Know me, know me) Would you know me?
(While) WHILE, WHILE
(Child) You my child now
(Hold your only) Your soul and if you know it wont you
(Show me, show me) You can see me if you look up for a
(While) You're holier than
(Thou) oooooooh... yeeeeaaaah
Crybaby - Verse 2
I hear em talkin, they mad and smurfin soldier boy
They hating big in the magazine, and dont even know the boy
I know the ploy, washed up rappers wanna attack people
Run up to the car, pull out the mac lethal
Man thats a problem with the black people now
What ya need to know is that, in the world theres a lot of dough to stack
And the ones that wanna hold us back, aint been outside they cul-de-sac
Every nigga I know is strapped, rip shows that'll blow ya back
But notice that, I can put it right down to where the shoulders at
Hating on the south? Why? Trippin off them chips they got
Wanna be MC you talk a lot, up in the spot and you hot
??Cuz they ate it, foes be pokin not??
What the hell is you cryin bout?
Everybody wanna be killa but not for reala
bout the method of making money you gotta get the milla
by doin it like I do it do the work and believe in it
when you do it to the fullest aint no problem achieving it
I hear em talkin, they mad and smurfin soldier boy
They hating big in the magazine, and dont even know the boy
I know the ploy, washed up rappers wanna attack people
Run up to the car, pull out the mac lethal
Man thats a problem with the black people now
What ya need to know is that, in the world theres a lot of dough to stack
And the ones that wanna hold us back, aint been outside they cul-de-sac
Every nigga I know is strapped, rip shows that'll blow ya back
But notice that, I can put it right down to where the shoulders at
Hating on the south? Why? Trippin off them chips they got
Wanna be MC you talk a lot, up in the spot and you hot
??Cuz they ate it, foes be pokin not??
What the hell is you cryin bout?
Everybody wanna be killa but not for reala
bout the method of making money you gotta get the milla
by doin it like I do it do the work and believe in it
when you do it to the fullest aint no problem achieving it
CRYBABY LYRICS
Tried to do the best I could, still needs some corrections...
I was born in 71' in Kansas City, MO
my momma was a heavenly one, so the fam was pretty slow
when it came to rap and R&B and plenty more
check it, if it wasn't on gospel or apostle
or written in the Bible, then it go
So when they tell the baby don't do something then I end up doing it anyway
like, don't listen to rap, it's the evil music of today
but, I really fell in love with the sound that was coming out form the East Coast
So we got it and twisted it up a bit, now the industry's having a heatstroke
Some say that rap is dead, but when I get the white, black, and red, and jump on the tour bus through 58 shows, then I'm back with a big black sack of bread
Can't believe that that was said, cause Im here with a stack of fed
and I got it from rap/hip-hop or whatever and I did not have to beg
So, here I stand, the mic in hand with my rap attire
and I like my fans spending grands cause we got the fire
our merchandise, like 5 G's every half an hour
and you cry like a baby so your mic must be your pacifier
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
(x2)
If it's negative, I don't wanna hear it
eliminating player haters with their evil spirits
I hear em talkin, they mad at Smurf and Souljah Boy
They hating big in the magazine, and dont even know the boys
I know the ploy, washed up rappers wanna attack people
Run up to the car, pull out the mac lethal
Man thats a problem with the black people now
What ya need to know is that, in the world theres a lot of dough to stack
And the ones that wanna hold us back aint been outside they cul-de-sac
Every nigga I know is strapped, rip shows that'll blow ya back
But notice that, I can put it right down to where the shoulders at
Hating on the south? Why? Trippin off them chips they got
You don't like that it's screwed and chopped
but you wanna get off in they pot
Wanna be MC you talk a lot, up in the spot and you hot
Cause they 84's be poking out
What the hell is you cryin bout?
Everybody wanna be killa but not for reala
bout the method of making money you gotta get the milla
by doin it like I do it do the work and believe in it
when you do it to the fullest aint no problem achieving it
When I was broke, homie I went for mills
Got on the mic with the intent to kill
Stronger than ever, and you a gimp for real
I drink caribou lou, and you drink enfamil CHUMP
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
(x2)
You should be clapping when folk make it up outta the ghetto
or trailer park, it don't matter even if he black or if he (?)
but, you don't know how to be male
instead of a Timberland, you probably in a stilletto
better yet in a baby shoe, jealous of maybe you
sick of me cause I'm making dinero
and you dont wanna get clapped at
you want a standing ovation? I thought not!
you say you better than rappers on radio, man that's false chop
try to run up on me, cause a benzo will never be in your car slot
try to step up on the scene, my infra-red beam's right at your soft spot
if you was on TV and balling you wouldn't grown and trip
he'd keep hatred, envy, and bloodshed on his lip
Tech got long cream with chrome things on his whip
(????) with a chrome thing on his hip
but just know your hip will not stop the hop
cause when you look at the big picture, my block pops alot daily
so keep on thinking my clock stops the shots
and I can quickly bury you in your Osh Kosh B'Gosh, baby
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
(x2)
Tried to do the best I could, still needs some corrections...
I was born in 71' in Kansas City, MO
my momma was a heavenly one, so the fam was pretty slow
when it came to rap and R&B and plenty more
check it, if it wasn't on gospel or apostle
or written in the Bible, then it go
So when they tell the baby don't do something then I end up doing it anyway
like, don't listen to rap, it's the evil music of today
but, I really fell in love with the sound that was coming out form the East Coast
So we got it and twisted it up a bit, now the industry's having a heatstroke
Some say that rap is dead, but when I get the white, black, and red, and jump on the tour bus through 58 shows, then I'm back with a big black sack of bread
Can't believe that that was said, cause Im here with a stack of fed
and I got it from rap/hip-hop or whatever and I did not have to beg
So, here I stand, the mic in hand with my rap attire
and I like my fans spending grands cause we got the fire
our merchandise, like 5 G's every half an hour
and you cry like a baby so your mic must be your pacifier
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
(x2)
If it's negative, I don't wanna hear it
eliminating player haters with their evil spirits
I hear em talkin, they mad at Smurf and Souljah Boy
They hating big in the magazine, and dont even know the boys
I know the ploy, washed up rappers wanna attack people
Run up to the car, pull out the mac lethal
Man thats a problem with the black people now
What ya need to know is that, in the world theres a lot of dough to stack
And the ones that wanna hold us back aint been outside they cul-de-sac
Every nigga I know is strapped, rip shows that'll blow ya back
But notice that, I can put it right down to where the shoulders at
Hating on the south? Why? Trippin off them chips they got
You don't like that it's screwed and chopped
but you wanna get off in they pot
Wanna be MC you talk a lot, up in the spot and you hot
Cause they 84's be poking out
What the hell is you cryin bout?
Everybody wanna be killa but not for reala
bout the method of making money you gotta get the milla
by doin it like I do it do the work and believe in it
when you do it to the fullest aint no problem achieving it
When I was broke, homie I went for mills
Got on the mic with the intent to kill
Stronger than ever, and you a gimp for real
I drink caribou lou, and you drink enfamil CHUMP
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
(x2)
You should be clapping when folk make it up outta the ghetto
or trailer park, it don't matter even if he black or if he (?)
but, you don't know how to be male
instead of a Timberland, you probably in a stilletto
better yet in a baby shoe, jealous of maybe you
sick of me cause I'm making dinero
and you dont wanna get clapped at
you want a standing ovation? I thought not!
you say you better than rappers on radio, man that's false chop
try to run up on me, cause a benzo will never be in your car slot
try to step up on the scene, my infra-red beam's right at your soft spot
if you was on TV and balling you wouldn't grown and trip
he'd keep hatred, envy, and bloodshed on his lip
Tech got long cream with chrome things on his whip
(????) with a chrome thing on his hip
but just know your hip will not stop the hop
cause when you look at the big picture, my block pops alot daily
so keep on thinking my clock stops the shots
and I can quickly bury you in your Osh Kosh B'Gosh, baby
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
(x2)
TOO MUCH (rough draft)
this is just after the first few listens... (plus the beat is overbearing the lyrics)
Too much for you
(x8)
Ain't nobody better, we coming clever than ever
go ahead of our competitor's and leveling 'em
we put em through the shredder, we got the lever
to sever any bretheren whose stepping with the devil in them
Im sick of everybody thinking they ready for the work of a killer
ain't feeling the ill and not saying a thing
gotta get right up when the skill is incredible
death is inevitable, if you got trouble obeying the king
I guess when I bust, I'm to much for you
I cuss when I must, I'm too rough for you
Tecca Nina, when I flow, and it's a rush for you
other rappers on the planet, you a customer
cause you buy it, and bio me, put your recorder right on me
cause you really ain't the shit and you stuck in/at the (?)
now the people got the light on me, I'm about to fight
errbody you know and ain't nobody fucking with me
automatically haters be mad at me when I be ripping
and niggas get to tripping cause I'm living it up
got the industry in the palm of my hand and I promise I can
offend a fan when I say I'm not giving a fuck
about the music and doing it, when the people that ruined it
(???) they be driving me crazy
I'm never into people, the common evil & devil
I'ma let em see the level of animal it made me
cause I dont give a fuck, I just bust your crew up
leave em in the dust, they must (???)
need a perfect cut? we upchuck the new stuff
never can you touch or crush us, we too much
Too much for you
(x8)
saying that you want it? I'm thinking that we way too much for you
said in the bar that we bout to raise too much for you
don't be indigital, got to pay some bucks for the
guaranteed (??) spray
However they want it, man, I'ma hit em with (?) in this club
think they could be the reason you have begun tripping
alot of (????????)
cover your mountain dew, out of my bodily
city of fountains, you think you hard, but you hardly
competible, rare brother, I swear don't know nan nother
(??) you be (??) repping like Dan Glover
[DANGEROUS WITH THIS FLOW]
call me (??)
[SAYING (???)]
and don't be fucking with a
[MAN WHO (??)]
and I'll be motherfucking
[(???)]
I'm too much for you
I dont give a fuck, I just bust your crew up
leave em in the dust, they must (???)
need a perfect cut? we upchuck the new stuff
never can you touch or crush us, we too much
nigga, Cally and Kutt, ain't nobody fucking with us
this is just after the first few listens... (plus the beat is overbearing the lyrics)
Too much for you
(x8)
Ain't nobody better, we coming clever than ever
go ahead of our competitor's and leveling 'em
we put em through the shredder, we got the lever
to sever any bretheren whose stepping with the devil in them
Im sick of everybody thinking they ready for the work of a killer
ain't feeling the ill and not saying a thing
gotta get right up when the skill is incredible
death is inevitable, if you got trouble obeying the king
I guess when I bust, I'm to much for you
I cuss when I must, I'm too rough for you
Tecca Nina, when I flow, and it's a rush for you
other rappers on the planet, you a customer
cause you buy it, and bio me, put your recorder right on me
cause you really ain't the shit and you stuck in/at the (?)
now the people got the light on me, I'm about to fight
errbody you know and ain't nobody fucking with me
automatically haters be mad at me when I be ripping
and niggas get to tripping cause I'm living it up
got the industry in the palm of my hand and I promise I can
offend a fan when I say I'm not giving a fuck
about the music and doing it, when the people that ruined it
(???) they be driving me crazy
I'm never into people, the common evil & devil
I'ma let em see the level of animal it made me
cause I dont give a fuck, I just bust your crew up
leave em in the dust, they must (???)
need a perfect cut? we upchuck the new stuff
never can you touch or crush us, we too much
Too much for you
(x8)
saying that you want it? I'm thinking that we way too much for you
said in the bar that we bout to raise too much for you
don't be indigital, got to pay some bucks for the
guaranteed (??) spray
However they want it, man, I'ma hit em with (?) in this club
think they could be the reason you have begun tripping
alot of (????????)
cover your mountain dew, out of my bodily
city of fountains, you think you hard, but you hardly
competible, rare brother, I swear don't know nan nother
(??) you be (??) repping like Dan Glover
[DANGEROUS WITH THIS FLOW]
call me (??)
[SAYING (???)]
and don't be fucking with a
[MAN WHO (??)]
and I'll be motherfucking
[(???)]
I'm too much for you
I dont give a fuck, I just bust your crew up
leave em in the dust, they must (???)
need a perfect cut? we upchuck the new stuff
never can you touch or crush us, we too much
nigga, Cally and Kutt, ain't nobody fucking with us