1.Very Special
Hook：
'grand puba is' (very special) uh ha uh ha (x4)
Verse 1：
Now many guys may come to you
With a line that isn't true
And you, pass them by (pass them by)
But it doesn't mean a thing
Cause grand puba got that game so won't cha, let me try (let me
try)
Now just because i drive a mercedes benz (whooa yeah yeah)
That don't mean i'm gonna be trickin' on skins
See all i'm sayin' is (la la la la la la la la love me)
It's grand p (twist the l yo twist the l)
See i'm sayin' just (la la la la la la la la love me)
It's grand p (twist the l yo twist the l)
Here goes the man with the pecan tan
The one who flims the flam the one who plays weak mc's out like
ham
I got the style that be bangin'
When the flow gets to slangin'
I be leavin' mcs hangin'
On my jammy just swangin'
So many brothers try to be me
Only two can probably see me that's ray charles and stevie
My shit knocks from lincoln popcorn down to frangle rock
Me turn pop？
Save that shit for arnold redenbach
Cause when it comes to this see puba's not a stranger
Get the honies hooked like they kids is hooked on power rangers
And i ain't goin' now where word is born
Cause i've been doin' this since shay shay lafon
I tell my record people everyday
We do this my way cause when it comes to my music i don't play
I'll came and slay ya or i may ah
Make sure my gettaway is more swifter than o.j.
Because...
Hook
Verse 2：
Well who dat who do dat？
It's pubat well true dat
While some try stealin' but they just keep failin'
Cause there's nothin' but smooth sailin'
The way i bring it to ya hon
Leave another stuck my scoop is how i get it done
There goes the little drummer boy so purumppapumpum
It's grand puba hon i hit it ruff like ？ and still puffin' stuff
I smack some mingos and sit back and watch my pockets fluff
Grand puba here to get the party strarted
See i come with thee exotic
While you're puffin' your narcotics
I'll be damned if this don't hit cha where it's suppose to get
cha
I keep it flowin' now would i bullshit cha？
I create styles and fashion with compassion
While others are simply trashin' cause my shit is simply
smashin'
Stud doogie still with me
From, sea, to, shining, sea
Hook
2.I Like It(I Wanna Be Where You Are)
Intro：
Yeah
Ladies and gentlemen, i've found him
I want you to meet the baddest motherfucker (right on, right on,
right on)
Who is it？
Well its grand puba honey
With my man snug doogie love
Droppin' 2000, dig the way this go down
Check it
Verse 1：
I hit a flow all dipped in lotion
Sit back and sip moe as i'm countin' my doe
Grand puba macks well, doogie, comin' with the new york
We keep it real like jail when we might talk
Honies know 'cause when i'm in the set
Grand puba is the one who makes they stink box wet
So let me tell ya somethin' lady
When ya flow this flow then its all cream and baby
I made this one for the brothers in the party
To find a hottie
And dance body to body
Step one： first you grab honey by the waist
Step two： then you move at a ghetto pace
Step three： then ya look her dead in the face
Step four： now its time to leave this place
Hold up, be careful of the cheesa's
The teasa's, the one who wants the money and the visa's
I'ma tell honies straight off the bat
But please don't even go there with that, dig it
This ones designed to make your spine in your back wind
Grand puba lights it up for you every time
Chorus：
Ooooh, yeah i like it
And ya say new york city (i like it)
Ooooh, yeah i like it
And ya and ya say new york city (i like it)
Ooooh, yeah i like it
And ya say new york city (i like it)
Ooooh yeah i lke it
And ya say ( i like it)
Verse 2：
Could it be i've stayed away too long
Seems mc's be wishing i was gone
Because they wanna be where i are
But ya can't get that far
So stop wishing on a star
Its only one grand p, so honey do what you did on the night you
creeped with
Me
Its no doubt i come real with that
The butter track
The one that makes the honeis hit the bed mat
Im energetic, poetic, athletic, with good credit
So just move like i'm simon and i said it
Ya see my flow is just a step ahead
I'm still wicked in a bed because i'm down right nasty like
newlyweds
So back up and let me breathe, 'cause when it comes to gettin'
down
I'm gettin' looser than a crackheads hair weave
And i, bet ya my dolly, while ya never find another style like
this
If ya search a million miles
So why'n cha let puba ingnite your party
I hit a flow liike al jarrow
But i've been doin' this for years
I'm leavin' mc's in tears,tears; dig it
Cause they fallin' just like the rain
Grand puba's too much for the brain
Now gold diggers who try to get it
I left 'em backwardds, they thought they farted when they
shitted
Cause puba's everything, and everything is pu
Cause i hit'em with the (one), and then with the (two)
Yeah, 'cause that's just how grand pu and sadat doogie do
Ya didn't know i was the bomb baby
Somebody should've told you, somebody should have told you
Chorus：
Ooooh, yeah i like it (i like it)
Ooooh, yeah i like it (i like it)
And ya say new york city
Ooooh, yeah i like it (no doubt)
And ya say new york city
Ooooh, yeah i like it
Ha ha, and ya say
'cause we get down for ours we get down no doubt
Down for ours we get down no doubt
Down for ours we get down no doubt
Down for ours we get down
Cause we get down for ours we get down no doubt
Down for ours we get down no doubt
Down for ours we get down no doubt
Ninety-five flav, and i'm out
(oooh, yeah i like it)
(oooh, yeah. . . . . i like it)
3.A Little Of This
Intro：
(let's do it) yeah (yeah) get down situation get down no doubt
95. (we're
Talkin' 2000) how we represent. come a kick it with
Intro：
A little of this and a little of that (and a little of that)
(x4)
Verse 1：
Check it i get the gumtions to make your conjuction function
So honey get it straight or be on your roller blades and skate
My style switch fast like a rash then it get you itchin'
My flow is crisp like a bucket full of cornnels chicken
I mold the beat like pottery lyrics flow like blood through the
artery
With more rhymes then numbers at the lottery
You know my stello have my doe and watch me drop a flow
I wax shit up and make it shine like i was mop ＆ glow
So come on baby love let's put it on no fakin' moves
Let's flip on it heads i win and tails you lose
Got cha
Grand puba comes with alladat
Because i got more game then quarters in the laundry mat
Uh we keep it tight the way it's suppose to be
While jealous snakes say damn mon you should of swallowed me
No doubt cause we hit 'em with...
Hook
Verse 2：
Dig it i got to be one of the baddest brothers on the planet
I'm baggin' honies and they all got bodies just like janet
I play it save never takin' chickenheads for granded
I'm superman and lois takes my rhymes to daily planet
I got more promise then timers who makes ？ muffins
I do more stickin' in chicken then stove top stuffing
No doubt about it hun i hit from here to china
When i drop the d minor watch me soggy your vagina
Grand puba, stud doogie droppin' clonkite
Prefer the chocolate like the outside of a klondike
That's how it go and tha'ts the way it's designed
So you can stoke me down i don't mind
We keep it tight and that's the way it's suppose to be
While jealous snakes say damn mon you should of swallowed me
Hook
Outro：
You gotta be that shit (take your time young man). the way it's
designed to
Ease your mind in the 95 flavor. no doubt no questions aked
cause we
Fulfill that task. we keep it real like jill
youknowhati'msayin'？ we gonna
Move it on for the year 2000. big up all you new york city style
squads in
It to the fullest.
Live your life (x6)
No doubt that's what we talking about. (c'mon and just get down)
(with
Grand puba and stud doogie just get down) (x4) (big jeff in the
hosue the
Neyru in the house and the k to the i to the d is in the house.
2000. 2000
4.Keep On
'check it out ch'all and you don't stop. keep on and you don't
stop' (x4)
Verse 1：
I knew from jump that my shit was gonna hit
Cause i spoke to dione warick and she put me on some psychic
shit
She said becareful cause these girls be throwin' block
I said d don't even worry i sweat no girl for they stank box
I like drinkin' honey hit me a 5-1-6
Girl：
What's a 5-1-6？
Puba：
Long island you dumb bitch
When it comes to this my style flows free like willy
Watch me grab the cream like them beverly hill billy
I know you're happy with the shit you just bought
It's the greatest return since jordan hit the court
Because my style changes frequently
See i been shit talkin' mics since the days of delenquency
Now i'm still the same low down gold teeth and gortex
And on occassion with the ruff sex
Stud doogie heats it up like a flannel
Cause he's smooth as wall panel
Hits the one and two like a freebee channel
I have no time for bullshitters i get bad honies jitters
As i walk be all the chickenhead critters
I got more funk then en vogue got junk in they trunk
My flow hits ya like a filty piece of skunk
So alley get the scomma fromt he dodge spot
Put it in the l and get high like an astronaut
Hook
Verse 2：
Now see they call me mr. mingo
Got a girl but i'm still single
Honies scream my name (puba) like they just won bingo
I take 'em out for a dinner or a show but you know how the rest
go
Hey man no doe
You know the type you go out a few nights they sweat your
pockets tight
Cause they rock they're rockers right
Go away little girl you gets nothing
But here take a bufferin to ease your pain and sufferin'
Cause i'm so aware of too many things
I know what i know if ya know what i mean
Come clean because i'm a fiend for a beat and a theme
Comin' strong like hakeem and it ain't a dream
Now is it me or is this hittin' like tyson？
Like a plate of beans and rice i be a needy winds on ice and
Grand puba, stud doogie on the nights i bag the dumb we hit a
nut
And then we back up in her guts
See i get down and dirty like an arceologist
I get deep into your mind like a psycologist
I hit brothers in the head with the real
Bag honies like a charm cause grand puba is the bomb
So come on baby there's no need to play dumber
Or i be comin' around your nostrals when i cum
So check it out now...
Hook
5.Back Stabbers
Yeah.. aight..
2000 representatives comin to ya
Yeah, here to talk about a situation you know
That makes the world go round, check it
It's on that love and hate tape, yaknahmsayin？
Be damned if you do, damned if you don't
But i'ma rap on it a taste, yaknahmsayin？
I'ma let honey take it away, check it
It's a thin line..
Between love and hate
It's a thin line (yeah) it's a thin line (uhh)
If you feel the vibe..
Yeah.. no doubt
It's time to set em straight
No doubt, check it
Well it's four o'clock, in the mornin
Just gettin in, baby love's askin
Baby where you been？
Tryin to get mine
But i've been sittin waitin all this time
I got to grab this cream, while i got the chance
Romance, without finance -- you know the rest, baby
It's just a nuisance
I'm sayin, act like you know
Nuttin can't grow if the dough don't flow
But i'm just tryin to get a-wit you
Baby i ain't tryin to bullshit you
Why we gotta beef on the same old shit？
Because your friends you'd rather be with
But when i'm with my friends, i don't go through that
So you can pack your bags
They already packed
Well you ain't really my skin
And your friends ain't really your friends
Chorus： repeat 2x
They smile, in your face
All the time, they wanna take your place
The back-stabbers
Pocket-grabbers
I told my man that i gave my girl the outs
Crib to the head, king size bed
That love shit is dead, so let's call some chickenheads
Tell em do the spread while we bein handfed
We had it goin for the first two weeks
I bumped into my ex, and she asked, could we speak？
I told her made it quick, and this is what she kicked
Dig it
Hey baby how you doin？
Fine
I heard that you and your friends be havin good times
No doubt, he come through in the clutch
That nigga ain't really your friend
What？
I wish you wouldn't trust him so much
You got a problem？
I think you really trust him too much
Cause he's the best friend, i got
No he's not!
The last time you went out of town
Yeah？
Guess who came creepin around？
Yeah..
Whatchu sayin？
He started sayin that you're no good for me
But all that drama wasn't tryin to see
Talkin bout all the other girls you got
Oh the nigga went out like that？ oh shit!
Steppin to me, tryin to blow up the spot
Tell me boy, is that your friend
Nooooo, nooooooo, noooooo
Damn
It's a thin line, between love and hate
Love and hate, love and hate
If you feel the vibe boy, it's time to set him straight
Oh i'ma set that nigga straight
It's a thin line boy, between love and hate
If you take your time, it'll be worth your wait
Boy i tell you these days
You don't even know who to trust, yaknahmsayin？
That's how love do, that's how hate do, knahmsayin？
It's all connected
It's all injected, knahmsayin？
6.2000
Yeah, bleep bleep bleep
Hey yo this is how we gonna hit it off...
Chorus：
So drop the kronkite nigga (2000)
Check out how we flip shit for (2000)
Stud doogie runnin' shit for (2000)
Grand puba flippin' shit for (2000)
Here comes the brotha from the future
Man, i got what suits ya
Fake mc's go away and let your label prostitute ya
Give me my space and let the swinger swing
Nigga don't you know that jane can't even stop this crazy thang
I like to boast cause i'm the host with the most
Bag a few honeys and i'm... (space ghost!!!)
I got niggas head-bobbin' with no problem
I kick 31 flavors so call me basket robbins, uhh
I gets down cause i travel like sound
Grand puba's so fast they got my picture on a greyhound
Here goes the tizm, get ya lifted like izm
If these devils ain't got my money then i got some off the
prison
So honey here's more than a rent
For dollars and sense, see i leave shit bent
So don't even come with that 69, hon
Cause i told ya last time, 68 and i owe ya one
Back up and let puba do his thing,
Cause a nigga wanna krib like eddie murphy had a boomerang
So butt niggas get the steppin'
I gets to the root like beer
Lyrics flow like an automatic weapon
You can't see this or much greater,
Rough like terminator, sendin' niggas down like elevators
So like beavis and butthead...(he he he he)
Go away like 94, we drop the kronkite nigga
Chorus
No shame in the game i puts the pedal to the metal
Be a father to my son, ask the bulldogs and pedal (？)
Puba gots that shit that hits in every ghetto
Straight from new york, l.a. to ____
Honey, there's no need to hunt
Whatever you want, just make sure when you come you bring a
blunt
This is for the year 2-circle-circle-circle
Niggas lookin' stupid like their spotted and they urkel
Did i say that？
Doogie hits the scratch
Niggas can't match, baggin' bootys by the batch
That's how we do at a theatre near you
Do the show, bag the doe and disappear like the zoo
Then i hit home, to rest my dome
Unplug the phone and put a joint on the bone
I kick the style longtime ya know
Niggas can't see this, so you know how that shit goes
Nigga it's gonna take a miracle
Call me a cab so i can ___ away and catch your hi-di-hi-di-ho
Fuck that, my style's all that and a bag of snacks
Ran through jersey and the pussycat
I'm the scooby with the doo
I like my philly with the brew
All ya'll niggas talkin' shit about puba, fuck you...
Ya know what you can do？
You can lick the twins when i pull 'em outta skins
And i put 'em in your face, you can tell me how it tastes
Cause its the kronkite, nigga
Chorus
7.Amazing
Hook：
'don't worry about' 'big money' 'can you dig it？' 'amazing' (x4)
Verse 1：
Well don't you know what time again for the big shot (big shot)
doogie
Ready or not hit the buddah spot (buddah spot)
Time to get the cash (time to get the honey)
Time to get cash (time to get the money)
Check it i got the nack to put the groove in your back
Squeeze a rhyme like a pistol cause i'm smooth as harvey grisco
I come clean with more protein and overtein
The way i heat shit up you think my jaws was dipped in gasoline
Whoa now that's a fire
Puba got the hi-tech shit while other mc's come cheap like
propiya
So let's get down to the situation
Smooth like a temptation puba makes it good like penetration
That's how it's suppose to be
No question so don't you put a rush on me
I'm not a rookie i'm a pro you see my flow
Give me the doe you better ask somebody if ya don't know
Hook
Verse 2：
Dig it, see i like to know where you got the notion
Said i like to know where you got the notion
Dig this, my beats kick you in the head like a timbaland
Me and my crew stay tight like the x-men
I gets mean and then i turns into the wolverine
Then i grab the mic and blow the spot to smithereens
I gets down for the money honey i got the style tha'ts real
What's why brothers chew my shit up like gummy bears
It's the new york shocker representin' like a knickerbocker
Watch me get it cookin' like betty crocker
I'll make you trip like i'm indo smoke
Cause i'm down right nasty like diet coke
See i ain't no joke cause i got mad style wicked and wild
Mama's second child throwin' rappers to the pile
Games point blank call me shabba cause i rank
Don't run around with toast cause my people on a tank
Clown won't get me cause i'm god body
Moses asked me how to part the red sea
Trippin' mc's up like astroturf
Puttin' wack mc's outta buisness like woolworth
I'm a tell you straight off the god damn press
I'm a handle my buisness right
Boy i ain't come here for no foolishness
I hit the set then i jet
Can't trust a girl who couldn't standin' up tryin' to get a
whole lot of
Niggas wet
Because i con ya (khan) like chaka hit ya like a blocker
Me and rhymes connect like walls and magic markers
It's grand puba for the membrain
Wiping borthers off the map so leavin' shit stains
That's how i feel cause i always keep my shit on the reel to
reel
Makin' niggas happy like a kid with a happy meal
So ah what you need to do is do a little dance
Yeah smoke a little bud say what？
Get down tonight uptown get down tonight dig it yo
We gonna do a little dance do a little dance
Some a little bud smoke a little bud
Get down tonight uptown downtown get down tonight yeah
Niggas hold tight uptown situation like always
youknowhati'msayin？
All day, mash ya, one time. doogie love , hold tight nigga.
8.Don't Waste My Time
Yeah, uhh
Alamo productions proudly presents
A head-banger, check
Chorus： repeat 2x
Look at that sexy mama
She sho' likes to grind
Look at that sexy lady
Please don't waste my time
I'ma tell you now that girls just ain't right
Let me tell you bout this episode i had last night
I takes me a shower then i grabs a quick bite
Then i called doogie love to find out the kronkite, dig it
Somethin's goin on -- an industry party downtown
I'm comin to get ya nigga so, listen for the horn
Before we hit the location, gotta pick up alamo
And get a bag of situation, now we downtown
Four blocks from the spot, time to park the car
Honies outside, knowin who to give ？
But you know how niggaz from the projects are
Free drinks til ten, yo money, where's the fuckin bar？
Honies all creamed out types and all lookin cute
Me and doogie same ol low-top baggy jeans and boots
Body bangin, tits hangin, while we profilin
Me and ali' mad geeked off long island
Uhh! picture that, but then it dawned on me black
Honey set them traps, that's why tyson was where he was at
They want you for your name and fame, quick to get buttnaked
When you play em out, they run and said you tried to take it
That's why i don't talk to those, who like to pose in videos
With no clothes, and groupies at shows
Cause i know what's goin on, you won't catch me in the wrong
Don't even try it baby, dig it
Chorus
Well times is gettin drastic, time to pack the plastic
Slide up in the wrong one, you'll end up in the casket
No not me, i'm more careful see
I make sho' i can't catch that old hiv
But i tell you entertainment is some shit
These groupie girls are sick
Do most anything so they can get picked
To come to your, room, smoke a little, boom
Hear a little tune, after that, zoom zoom!
No thanks, i'm only here for the bank
And i'ma tell you point blank, won't let my dick walk the plank
I hate to bust your bubble, so be out, on the double
Cause i know how you groupies are, and i don't want no trouble
So give me my cash and i'll pass on that ass
When it comes to hittin ass, on the road, i'll just fast
But don't you talk about skins all the time？
Baby not all the time, but, when i do talk about skins, they
mine
I refuse to go out, like magic johnson; have to retire
Cause i touched a live wire, now my shit's on fire
I travel in the name of allah
Won't be a fallin star for no hooker in a bra, that's dead
You won't, roll me out, on a stretcher
Cause my second head, led my first head into bed
So baby gets to steppin, be gone
'fore you nigga make a move like that
Just make sure you put a rubber on
Chorus
9.Play It Cool
(chorus)
Play it cool and move it slow....
(sadat x)
The nature of these humans is to wanna see rip
Is to wanna see a fight and say should not write
I say let bygones be bygones and let's make this cash
Let's get this doe and astill let niggaz know
It's alot of bad bitches in atlanta
New york is there and it's ripe for the killing
I say hit me wit a stack, let me live, let me do mine
Let me be aight, when i rest in the night
If you want it, you can get it
Don't make theatrics if you got soft tactics
There's alot of actors out there in the movies
And even more actors in the rap game
I keep my shit in place so i can reach all my people
So i won't confuse the words that i choose
The brand nubian combo, grand puba ensemble
Will make a nigga hungry, give him a piece of fried fish
Known alamo for 25 years
So when i say pass the beef, then ali passed the beef
Wack rappers be sliding by the skin of they teeth
No label could ever be able to stop me
They might try to prop me. put me on promotions, but yo, fuk
that
Just give me my money, ain't a damn thing funny ？(real lust)？
Life is a 3 ring circus, all of the ups and downs of the
carousel
That i knew so well, check it out
Cuz money's what the two's all about
Chorus
(grand puba)
Keep it going, no doubt, no doubt, no diggedy
Hey me and doogie bag mad doe
Wit that nigga 'mo, niggaz try to see it but they moving (move
slow)
So tell me what the fuk is it
Weak cyphers can't wait for the god to come and visit
Niggaz don't know on the d-low
Me and my man sadat is mad (cool) and we bagging doe
So save the boo for betty, i shred niggaz like confetti
Bagging loot and i'm jetti, so are you ready to learn
Of putting niggaz on ruin, coming stronger than ewing
I put the tic wit the tac cuz i'm the knick wit the knack
So save the patty for the wack and it'll stem from the crack
You know what, i don't hit guts of no nasty sluts
Or get strung on butts, i just hit 'em wit the roach deluxe
Cuz doogie, you know how shit do
So sadat, let's bag this money, then push back to the bungaloo
Go and tell your motehr, it's return of the blues
(we can do it better) so fuk them others
Cuz i ain't trying to hear it
Then if time and giving loot, i be fuking five women
The location now, we don't even ask while
Lyrics so deep they keep passing you by
I'm cutting niggaz down like drive by
Niggaz can't keep, cuz yo, money, your shit is dry
Grand puba, stud doogie
This is how we flow it on, big jeff, let's get it going on
Chorus
10.Playin The Game
I self lord and master
Chorus：repeat 4x
'you're playin a game.. it's all plain..'
Uhh
Here go the style to make the young girls smile
They go wild when grand puba's on they radio dial
Alamo hit me off with the butter cream
Watch me run the ghetto scheme, givin all the honies wet dreams
I'm gonna hit you where the drip go drop
And make your whole body tickle as we smack the nine-nickel, so
Here we come, here go that flow son
I be the one who get it done and i ain't done until after honey
come
You see my flow is great, no greater
If there's one thing i can't stand, it's a motherfuckin playa
hater
Cause they hungry like wally gator
Why jealous niggaz try？ i ain't woody and this ain't woodpecker
pie
Is it cause who we be
They hear us on the radio and see us on tv
Or just, playa hate us, be undercover
Jealous cause we mc brothers
That's the way, it, goes
You know it's 2000, playa haters need to stop, come on
Chorus
Yeah
Tryin to jam wreck for the next man, yaknahmsayin？
Cause they don't understand, you know？
Playin that game, yeah
See i'm the type of guy that'll say - hey baby, let's get away
Let's go somewhere far, dig it
Cause i'ma put it on the mornin, if it's on it's on
When i'm goin i'm gone, it won't stop the dawn
But i be careful cause the monster be lurkin
Some honies got it bad where them rubbers don't be workin
Some stinkbox are like that park called jurassic
Slide up in the cut, it burns your rubber up like acid
So if you're playin them games, you best be careful
Don't let the 5-1-6 make you dareful
There you go, feelin good, you're out of town
And it's one of those nights, you feel like gettin down
You ain't choosy on the honey you picked
No glove on your stick, you just wanna hit it quick
So you get down for your crown to represent
Honey's runnin somethin, cause that short stay loot is spent
There you go, slidin raw dog again
Now you're singin new edition song, 'is this the end？'
Chorus (repeat to fade)
11.Change Gonna Come
Intro：
Yeah positivity over comes negativity check it.
A gat don't make you a man cause a man made the gat
So stop with the black on black (x2)
Verse 1：
We got black on black
Black on crack
Knowledge of self is what the black people lack
Grew up in the projects with the welfare and the food stamps
Modern day concentration camps
Where we lost all our unity
Because the negativity pulls us down like gravity
Black people on eath others back
Little shortie sedated thinkin' the way out is by selling cracks
I seen black borthers cry like day by day the number multiply
And the devil don't give a damn long as a black man kills
another black man
It makes his job more eaiser
As the tick goes with the tock he's just gettin' sleezier and
sleezier
Here's a good example of yourself
Talkin' about a devil on a record they put you on the shelf
As long as you talk about 'yo i bust this nigga and i bust that
nigga'
You grow bigger as a rap figure
But that's still black on black welcome back
It's time to graduate from that
Hook：
Change gon come change gon come time to free the dumb time to
free the dumb
(x3)
Change gon come say what say what so get up out the slum
Verse 2：
Now let's deal on the real don't you set sick of this？
The way we hate eachother the shit's rediculous
It's time to move on to the next phase
Cause there's too many shorties gettin' boxed in the grave
Some think respect is an uzi or a tech
But when he steals your intellect it's like a rope around your
neck
That's the 2000 tricknowledge
That's the shit you won't learn in college brother
You get to be strong you got to hold on
You got to know the ledge before you hit the edge
Time to get wise and civilize
Open up your eyes all three eyes and recognzie
What your doing all that bullshit you pursueing
Put your whole life on ruin
Let's kill the black on black vigga
Cause it only gets us locked up or in the box quicker
And that's ain't how you get the cheese
Cause now ya locked up or gunned down by your enemy
But i'm a deader that gat
Remember a gat don't make you a man cause a man made the gat
Word is born
Keep it true god keep it true (x8)
Puba talking：
Knowhati'msayin'？ time to civilize you know get wise. think.
stop and think
Youknowhati'msayin'？ no doubt. check it so just...
Stop think, listen to the god hear what he's sayin'. (x2)
Hook
Outro：
No doubt i'd like to send this one out to all the people still
striving and
Stugglin'to keep it real youknowhati'msayin'？ not actin' like we
keepin' it
Real no doubt. peace and love. that's d on the hook off.
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