memphis city blues
Singer:8ball & mjg
watch me light up the room
watch me light up the mic
learn the streets or get burned
niggas take what you earn
try to be cunning and quicker
try to be more than just another broke ass nigga
lose your life in the game
make you remember my name
from the home of the blues
it's hard to fill my shoes
like my heart or my brain
niggas scratching for bread
shut yo mouth up and listen
recognize it's a blessing thankful just to be living
i got the memphis city blues
the neighborhood pimps introduced us to pimping
i got the memphis city blues
the neighbourhood pimps introduced us to pimping
i had the memphis city jones running through my bones
way back with a+ beepers and gray phones
even further back when i was just playing around the yard
falling and getting my legs scarred
tenn they turned me into this
my dad and a couple of my friends they played instruments
and when we used to roll to school at 16
we bumped shit like bobby womack and al green
i knew most of the old school shit from front to end
i would start to memorize four fives at age 10
i come from a city where r&b run deep
and the blues was the music that paved the whole street
it was only natural that we would take the torch and run wit it
be serious but still have a little fun wit it
mjg from a town that runs real deep
ask b. b. king and isaac hayes on bill street
me and g was born and raised
bread at a minimum but still we found a place to go
north to the south at my nigga house
skipping school learning what the memphis city blues bout
me and g and a whole bunch of others
had a rocky road to travel just to make the world love us
cause it's the memphis city really to call it itty bitty
would be an understatement
big pimping working and hurt
the pockets of big tippers
and big jails to hide niggas
hard times we prayed bout em
nigga step up talking that shit and i laid out em
mjg reppin the memphis tennie
pass me some of the henny