goin' be some shit
Singer:lox, the
i think it's time i start feelin bitchy
it's definately time i get nasty
well if i can't talk less squall finish streets like the westerns
turn around and squeeze at unfamiliar faces
first y'all industry niggas shut the fuck up
swear you know a nigga's shit by readin the vibe
well some faggit-ass reporter don
don't let this be your last interview you do
print it straight to avoid this bullet wound boo
and y'all niggas kill me with that windy williams shit
swear a nigga puff jerkin niggas money
them niggas ain't got no whips
but fuck y'all we got more chips
oh yeah these hoes act like we married
don't be mad if i don't take you backstage
why don't you leave it at that
instead you try to star sixty-nine my bitches on jacks
that's why you get smacked
cause y'all hoes ain't never gon' learn
that's why many of these younger brothers don't go on that turn
whoever write your rhymes
might as well hold your microphone
thats how i feel if it ain't your own
but we spit as indivually writ
why you paid sixteen stars to write your sixteen balls
bought like sixteen cars and ain't like none of them yours
y'all niggas lucked up and made it through these doors
get big walk through the party jig
tattoos thats straight to the bar
healthy as an ox the big man from lox
you see solo in some spots
mom said i was soon to be done
and my career's yet to begun
you bless me with they looks and pops with the yanks
so now the dimes gimme brain
and spot me faster in his hand
my style been rough until puff showed me the better things in life
and how to live phat like biggie
so i present my shit like that
this part time college nigga
had to taste the cake one time and decided to rob
caught slippin almost got sheek plugged
shorty rushed the buildin with the pump out
i guess it was god that pushed my head down
and since then neither religious or christian
but i keep the faith in him
plus the desert eagle clan
so if niggas click they know by now they better
my whole click been conair
everytime we fly but we don't jack shit
we play it cool when in doubt no cash
so when i walk through the scanners it don't beep
so what they signed to bad boy
but the difference is if i'm gettin jerked i'm still seein noise
push the big boy toys that fly by like zooms
so i sit and like a bitch
up in daddios fuckin wild hoes
we train hard continuously
i rock you ran up them stairs
we run up charts and won't stop til one of us depart
with one through the heart
but even then that won't stop us
cause or spirit gon' guide us
hand worn down from arthritis
we killed this game in your website like spiders
old and gray we're still the same lox you can't divide us