live thru us (unreleased 1998)

Singer: masta ace

dripping on 'em. y'all know me. yeah. mast to the ace. uh. i.n.c. to the fullest. once again. back is the incredible

i.n.c. drop shit that's so toxic

niggas pop shit but can't stop shit

never too much

never can you touch

nothing you can give to us so live through us

we pack the club like free drinks

hoes with the mink

scheme on this

trying to make cream on this

my team on this

in good hands at all states in all boroughs

we wild thorough

the tri-borough felt us

y'all hot? can't melt us

mast to the id-ace like a blast to the fid-ace

eyes bug

like a e-class when you're with ace

go down on it

blow up the town on it

brand new cd with a hot sound on it

niggas try to frown on it

bust a round on it

wanna clown on it but really they feeling it

if it ain't nailed down

brooklyn is stealing it

and shorty with the weave got a trick up her sleeve

depending on what you driving in when you leave

play you like steve

urkel

try to hurt you

in your pocket

tell you a lie that you'll believe

it's true

one track mind

one logic

dollar sign

none of y'all niggas can follow mine

word up

mast to the ace. what? live through us

i.n.c. drop shit that's so toxic

niggas pop shit but can't stop shit

never too much

never can you touch

nothing you can give to us so live through us

my team

shine like high beam

100 thou and a dream

fabulous gleam

doesn't it seem

like it's all about grabbing this cream?

and the truth is

we on top like a roof is

cause we stay true to it

y'all is new to it

no clue to it

nothing that y'all can do to it

i'm used to it

make your bitch get loose to it

run to sacks and boost to it

steal a goose to it

i cruise to it

in the '98

smoked out

lex bubble

teo green

looking for trouble

while these chickens try to get they drink on

put minks on and links on and stay dripping like the sinks on

i got a surprise for 'em

nothing but lies for 'em and black eyes for 'em

we too wise for 'em

and too much size for 'em

not to play with so save it

robbing son like david

uh huh

never too much. never could you touch. that's right. to the fullest

i.n.c. drop shit that's so toxic

niggas pop shit but can't stop shit

never too much

never can you touch

nothing you can give to us so live through us

i like a lot of echo

Lyric Context: live thru us (unreleased 1998) - masta ace