| Here we go here we go it's another one of them thangs | |
| Niggaz better recognize that I'm wise and I'm fin | |
| to make it known that I'm still, the one to call | |
| each and every one of y'all out, let's see who's real | |
| and who's fake when it come to the funk | |
| I'ma bring it to y'all live and direct, and straight bumpin | |
| I knew you was a bitch from the first take | |
| No eye contact with the handshake | |
| Couldn't relates to where I'm comin from, when I came through | |
| with the truth, broken down on the first two | |
| When I first asked the question if you was down | |
| How many punk ass niggaz do I gotta clown? | |
| With they ass to the sky, gettin stuck by | |
| the devil in drag, let's see who play the fag | |
| Will you wannabe G's please have a seat | |
| Here we go again, nigga please! | |
| Yeah it's all a part of growin up is what my momma told me | |
| How many trick ass niggaz wanna try and mow me? | |
| I guess I gotta be the one to buck | |
| Put your house nigga ass in the dirt and won't give a (fuck) | |
| Like I said, you're better off dead that you would be | |
| if you try to do me, I'm looney, so sue me | |
| Next time I rain on your world with the truth | |
| A solider ain't nothin to fool with | |
| "You can't see what I can see!" You.. can't see what I can see | |
| "You can't see what I can see!" But you don't ever | |
| "You can't see what I can see!" You can't see what I can see! | |
| "You can't see what I can see!" Whoahaoaha-ahhhh! | |
| One two three, it's the G-U-E | |
| double-R, I, double-L, A, yellin mayday | |
| Weeble with a street sweeper lookin for the beast | |
| Had me thinkin that I'm less than a man and incomplete | |
| Yo, and ever since I first started rhymin | |
| You motherfu*kers wanna keep me down but I'm still climbin | |
| You know I stay real to the end | |
| Still fifteen deep on two freaks, I go tell a friend | |
| I look around and all I see is these trick ass copycats | |
| with they played out beats and they fake raps | |
| And now I can't call it, it seem | |
| everybody wanna be a dopehead or an alcoholic | |
| So what you wanna do? Nigga do you wanna be | |
| a strong black man or another fool? | |
| Cause I'm comin full grown, and bitch | |
| you can take that wannabe G (shit) back home | |
| Understand that it's on, like I told ya | |
| Foolin with a street soldier | |
| "You can't see what I can see!" But you don't ever | |
| Who's that nigga with the big black gat | |
| that's lookin for the payback (lookin for the payback) | |
| Still comin real it's the motherf*ckin bomb | |
| P-Dog in the city that's (shitty) like Vietnam | |
| But them mark ass niggaz want it soft | |
| without ever understanding the plan to keep us fallin off | |
| But you better recognize that it's war | |
| Better recognize, black folk runnin out of time | |
| But if you man enough jump nigga (jump nigga) | |
| P-Dog got the pump in the trunk nigga | |
| Better realize that it's much more to life | |
| than (fuckin), two new shoes, and hisidin | |
| It's like tryin to put a size twelve foot | |
| in a size eight shoe, it just won't do | |
| So act like you knew, and let a real nigga come through | |
| From a street soldier to you, now | |
| "You can't see what I can see!" Hey, you can't see what I can see! | |
| "You can't see what I can see!" But you don't ever | |
| "You can't see what I can see!" Oooh, you can't see what I can see! | |
| "You can't see what I can see!" Oooh! Noaoaahhoooh! | |
| "You can't see what I can see!" (4X) | |
| (singer) | |
| Music will make things, turn alright | |
| and I will dance til the broad daylight | |
| Check the flow, let it build in me | |
| Cause I know your heartbeat and I'm here to freak | |
| Alright! ... Alright! ... Alright! | |
| Alright | |
| (computer voice) | |
| Aowww, this sounds familiar | |
| Let me stick my nose in the mix | |
| and see who do I smell, this time | |
| Ahahahahaha! |
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