[Featuring Puff Daddy]
Verse One: Mase
Uh uh come on uh
It be the same cats that wouldn't listen to my demo
Now want they ass in my limo cause now I'm a sex symbol
Intercontinental L.A. airplay just like Jay Leno
Now all the labels out wanna send a memo
To do a remix yo but Mase say N.O.
Figure once I make it they'll fake it
And ain't nobody show me love when I was naked
And when he threw my tape in the trash, I laughed
Now niggas tape on blast, I laugh
Figure his days passed, make more cash
And I push everything from E to H-class
Four years ago couldn't go to a show
I was standin' on the corner sellin' dope for doe
Now no longer hope I'll blow, smoke my droll
Own a yacht, nigga fuck a boat that row
Chorus:
With all this money that we can make,
Why y'all cats wanna play' hate?
Do you wanna get money with us?
Do you wanna, do you wanna get money with us?
With all this money that we can make
Why y'all cats wanna play' hate?
Do you wanna get money with us?
Do you wanna, do you wanna get money with us?
Verse Two: Mase
Yo, the reality of it all, everybody can't ball
If you had currency, you wouldn't be worryin' 'bout me
But see, I could go the whole summer, go Hummer
But I'd rather go Lex bubble, cause it's less trouble
Make my doe and not just that, no investments, I live off just that
Money, hoes and clothes is shit that I'm best at
But I'm a Bad Boy so you gotta expect that
Why do what most do? Do what you 'possed to
My hot jams yo, tell bi-coastal
If you want a hit you can let me coach you
Money back on anything that got my vocals
This is so true, I do what pros do,
Cause broke ain't a stage that I'm tryin' to go to
Dealers give me credit any place I go to
Jump out in the Benz say 'let mase own you'
Chorus
Verse Three: Mase
See, the moral of the story is
I'm not here to replace Notorious
I'm just a young cat tryin' to do his thing
Harlem World style, pursue my dream, cause see
The things that went 3 mil, I didn't even like that
You say you got mad hoes, well where's she tonight?
Mase be the cat that'll lead you to the light
Messin' with me shorty, you'll be a-ight
Stop listen' to all them cats on the block
That tellin' you that Mase don't rock
Cause Mase is hot and Mase got a drop
And a yacht and a big knot to move you and yo moms
Off the block
For real though, Mase got real doe
That be in briefcases cats cue fo'
And since you can't beat us, it's best you join us
Cause I know you wan' have just all that's on us
Chorus till end
Yo Cardow come here, lemme school you to some shit
Yo what up dud
Remember that girl you said was nineteen somethin
Yeah I remember that shorty
She was not nineteen
Word! Yes she is she nineteen
Nigga I followed her to school that's how I know
Nigga I followed her to school you know I don't be into that
Dog, dog, she showed me some ID bee word up
Niggaz got to jail for that
Lot a niggaz go to jail
See you not a regular nigga right there, I know I know
Her friend ain't wanna give me the pussy
You wanna know what that bitch said to me
What happened?
Chorus:
I really wanna mess wit you
But I ain't ready to have sex wit you
And I don't mind messin on you
But I need to be, I need to be
You know I need to be loved by you
You know I need to be hugged by you
And I can't wait to be touched by you
Cause I need to be, Cause I need to be
Verse One: Mase
How many niggaz remember I thee
First time you try to take a girl virginity
And through the bullshit, you lost your identity, lost your cool
Cause you didn't know what to tell all your niggaz at school
I had niggaz making bets like did he fuck her yet
Ask her did he touch her bra, when I say nah they
say ahh
So tommor I use that pressure to undress her
But the more I caress her, more I feel like a molester
So I wait for they deserve it
But every time I go to touch it, then she say I hurt it
I can't even talk sex, then she say I'm perverted
And then she say Mase why we can't wait what I ain't worth it
It ain't that but girl you never say I go to fast
I'm seatin when I'm eating, .....in your ass
I guess you like that, huh
Chorus
Verse Two: Mase
Now mother may I, Yes you may
I told her about all the baddest bitches from Harlem to LA
Now anything that Mase and Blaze gotta get away
See girl work is work and baby when I'm workin I get paid
For overnight stays thats gonna cost you breakfast on trays
No need for shower curtains, we bathe .....
I live the willie life cause that's the style that I betray
We pop Cristal like my niggaz got a raise
See nowadays man you got to know these bitches age
Cause the ass be real fat when they be goin through that phase
You fuck a girl thats young, and you gonna end up in the cage
Cause your moms ain't tryin to hear that you never knew her age
And naughty is the only way that bad boy plays
Fuck them hoes, have them girls recoverin for days
A nigga like me, I have a girl head in her knees
And I never eat pussy cause I'm too stubborn in my ways, come on
Chorus
Verse Three: Mase
I need to be lit from my head to my feet
To make a long story short, girl I need me a freak
She can be fat, black, light skin, type slim
Matter fact shorty and even got to like me
As long as when she grab my meat, she take it down real deep
Till her body feel weak, then I'm fallin asleep
See I ain't talkin 'bout these pre-madonna bitches you meet
I need it good if I ask her to handle me and my peeps
Get down dirty, and lick ice down my butt cheeks
Then she wiggle, then I giggle, then she feel my nutsy
Then she give my dick a kiss, probably give her clit a kiss
Then I hit it from the back, then I yell whos shit is this
Then I go so hard that she need her guts fixed
If she make my nuts itch, I kill that slut bitch
I done been around the world, uh huh, and never met a girl
That's so thorough
that could suck a dick until my toes curl, uh huh
Yo, just think if you could rewind time
And start your life all over again
What would you give and what would you keep?
You heard me, what would you keep?
Yo, yo, if I could go back, I wouldn'ta sold no crack
Wouldn'ta never put my hands around no gat
But you know Loon, bein' all hard-headed
And don't listen, even if God said it
I didn't have to stick with folks that sniff no coke
I didn't have to fix the block when shit was broke
Same cats I helped was twistin' smoke
Now imagine if I went to school, went to class
'Stead of bein' a young cat sent to blast
Sent to slash criminal's necks in half
For playin' dumb when I come to collect my cash
And cuz of that cats will respect my past, I ain't playin'
If I start from scratch I'd sign with Def Jam
Nah, fuck am I saying? Puff's the best man
Plus I'mma Bad Boy, I'm more like a bad man
Put mo' nigga's in pits than Brad, man
Can't dodge bullets? Too bad, man
Shit, I'd a copped the five instead of the six
That way wouldn't of crashed and killed my cousin
Keep quiet instead of having the industry buzzin'
Do a devil's advocate style, don't let 'em see you comin'
Use the revolver when bustin' and sluggin'
That way no evidence
But fuck it, got money to be tried, worse come to worse
Who God bless, no man curse, hatin' niggas, lay in the dirt
Yo, if you could start your life from scratch (What? What?)
Rewind time and still go back (It's time to eat)
What would you change in the way that you live today
And what would you leave right where it's at?
If you could start your life from scratch (What? What?)
Rewind time and still go back (About to kill it)
What would you change in the way that you live today
And what would you leave right where it's at?
Come on, come on
Yo, if I could start life from scratch, I wouldn't change shit
Same gun, same clip, same dumb bitch
All Out, Harlem World, same old clique
Same old studio, same old shit
Shit don't change just because a cop took six to the brain
Meeno got a lawyer, man I'm hip to the game
You could find a gun, but if my prints ain't on that thing
What is you sayin'?
And on the same block that I get my glocks from
You see the same cop that get popped with the shot gun
Mysonne)
And at the same bodega I got my tops from
Mysonne)
I give the same old money to the same cop's bum
If I could start from scratch, I'd bring daddy back
And put five in the first cat that show mami crack
I sit back and listen to them drunks on the block
Tryin' to school me with jewels, tellin' me who to watch
I killed five people, I'd let survive
And the five I took away, I'd a left alive
If I could do all it again I'd bring Virg' back
Or I switch places with him, I hope you heard that
I would have prefered that, I ain't have to starve
Pitch crack, have to rob and catch a charge
And I'd do it all again if I had to
Pitch no-win to win, and I'd be glad to
And I'd hit every target I took aim at
But I'd still be a problem, you can't change that
I'm a problem
Yo, if you could start your life from scratch (Uh)
Rewind time and still go back (All Out)
What would you change in the way that you live today
And what would you leave right where it's at? (And Double Up)
If you could start your life from scratch (Bad Boy, Bad Boy)
Rewind time and still go back
(Yo, I really don't know what's goin' on)
What would you change in the way that you live today
(I'm tellin' ya, I really don't know what's goin' on)
And what would you leave right where it's at?
Come on, come on
Yo, cuz half the cats that flip, we all was cool
And half the chicks I hit, they teased me in school
I got a baby by a lady I don't even love alot
Wish I wore three rubbers 'case the first rubber popped
But you can't cry now, milk already spilt
I had eleven friends and ten already killed
Went down south and I ain't feel the guilt
And I ain't ready to war but that ain't the way built
And for all the nights and all the fights
That I had for all this money over all these dice
All my cars and homes and all my ice
If I could do it all again, I'd do it all for Christ
Whoever thought the limelight or the super-stardom
Whoever thought there'd be a problem comin' through Harlem
Can't even chill, cats wanna make me a villian
Cats that I grew up with I gotta contemplate killin'
Nobody love me, I'm my own mister, and on my own, mister
Mama did what she could but now I'm grown, mister
Though she told me once, wish she'd told me then
Though I'm the youngest, I'mma grow to be the oldest man
And cats thinkin' they gon' win cuz they veterans
Ain't about age at this stage, man with the most cheddar win
How you live right? Every day get in bigger sin
How you say no at the door screamin' "Let me in"?
From the outside it's lookin' gooder than it ever been
But tell the truth, when I was broke it was better then
All Out, 33rd street
Yo, if you could start your life from scratch
Rewind time and still go back
What would you change in the way that you live today
And what would you leave right where it's at?
If you could start your life from scratch
Rewind time and still go back
What would you change in the way that you live today
And what would you leave right where it's at?
Yo, I look scared? Huh?
Teamsters, I look scared in here? Huh?
When I go through the hood do I tuck my chain in? Huh??
Do I be in the hood with bodyguards? I thought not
Now look what y'all made me do
I was just good wit' my shiny suit
I wasn't botherin' nobody
I was just throwin' my rollie in the sky
Now look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Lood what you made me do
I ain't even here to play wit' you
What, what, Wanna Blow, what
Yo, Mase hop out the blue Lex wit' about two tecs
Spit fourteen got about two left
If one vest is thin then rock two vest
Triple platinum and only in the U.S
I'm the Harlem-World-slash-All-Out-dot-com
My con, if you could buy Cris' then why buy Don
All you cats at rah-rah-Betty-dot-com
Wanna see a hundred grand then look at my arm
You think I wanna take this too far in a Rugar
Put a hollow bullet through y'all
Have cats at ya wake come out of New York
And ya body in the Salt Lake out in Utah
So you are feel good, leave the country
And then all you are, Spain, baggage claim and they yellin' bonsoir
You think I'm comfy, think Mase won't go home free
Think I'm satisfied make 20 grand monthly
Wanna lump me, walk through clubs they bump me
Wanna tell all they bone chickens how they jump me
They can't wait to see the paramedics come to pump me
While they OT, I'm O.C., I'm out the country
Uh, uh, uh
If you love me, I love you
The same way you trust me, I trust you
The same way you hug me nigga, I'll hug you
The first time it's fuck me nigga, it's fuck you
Nigga, if you love me, I love you
The same way you trust me, I trust you
The same way you hug me nigga, I'll hug you
The first time it's fuck me nigga, it's fuck you
Fuck you
Yo, being at the wrong place at the wrong time
Get some cowards killed and some get long time
I roll wit cats who would roll for me
Bust a gun for cats who will bust for me
Did some wrong, I did some right
I lived the life, sometime I think what will my kids look like
Rarely talk even wit a chick I like
I'm here 'till Thursday, don't make me switch my flight
Don't get your moms caught in the middle of the night
Don't look good for your son but the kid could fight
And yo, you can't prolong but for so long
When it's God playin', no man could hold on
Nigga, I be real when the act be over
See you at the light and snatch your black rover
Cook my coke and crack without the shoulder
And don't mind bustin' a gat without a motive
Double Up, Double Up
What, what, my Teamsters
What, what, my Teamsters
What, what, All Out
Uh, it don't stop
Yeah, ya don't stop, what
Uh, uh, uh
Yo, yo
You know alot of people talkin' 'bout doin' the kid
Never leave witnesses that knew what I did
You wanna harm me cat, bring five of your best
Put two in your ribs and five in your chest and five in the vest
Cat cosign and get the five that's left
Want suicide nigga, I provide your death
No nigga's in the street that die for less
So why confess? We won't leave alive
Unless you keep your feet up frontin' in the jeep
Cuz nigga's who I'm wit spit nothin at your feet
Red dot head shot, fluorescent green beam
For them niggas who test my team
And when your joint jam, my joint'll bust
I kidnap friends cuz the money is a must
And to be real wit' you I feel for you
Cuz two to the head is how I deal wit you
I ain't playin'
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga (What)
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga (What)
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga (What)
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga
Big Shyne
Myse
Wanna Blow
H World
The Movement
The Teamsters
Uh, All Out
That's what family means
Ain't nobody else count
Nobody else count
Nobody else count
Nobody else count
Straight Fam'
You ain't family, nigga?
I don't even know you, nigga
What, what, what
Take it how you wanna take it
[Mase]
Huddy Combs bring it home, we don't stop
Jimmy Jones all alone, we don't stop
Loon crime fam', we don't stop
Meeno, NRB, we don't stop
To my man Blinky Blink, we don't stop
My sis Baby Stase, she don't stop
Killer Cam', Cardan, they the fam'
One two, we don't stop
I know you thinkin', how many nigga's he got?
Or what, how many nigga's is hot?
[Cardan]
Yo, yeah you a fake wanna be rich nigga, bitch sticker
You know, that get on the stand and snitch stinker
So when Cardie read the press, I dream of success
I want cream to invest plus a Beam' and a Lex'
So I sold bags of Dutch, the cash and plus
My dad's a lush, so all we really had was us, what?
[Meeno]
Wit me? it started like this, sip a six, get some chips
And about a half a brick
Now the whole team's in the mix facin' a three-to-six
Cuz they got the DA believin' this shit
So we handcuffed in back of the bus for some dust
Life in Harlem World shouldn't be so tough
It's hot at home, mamma's got a block on the phone
Couldn't call my man Pete so I called Huddy Comb
[Huddy] Yo, Meeno
[Meeno] Yo, Hud
[Huddy] On the low, here's the verdict
A nigga tried to front on me, pard', I wanna murder
I want the nigga jaw broken, chest peeled wide open
Tell Blink get on the next thing smokin'
[Meeno]
Shit, I recognize that whip
Didn't he do a drive-by on the strip?
Got caught, couldn't do five so he snitched?
What type of guy's this? Look in his eyes
He's a bitch
Mase, remember when we had his ride in the mix?
His girl start to cry, he took the side of his chick
Like we some nigga's that lie on our hits
Who you forget when you was suckin' and fuckin'
Now the war's on, we buckin' and duckin (black)
Mase pulled his truck in (black)
Blood rushin', spark the hydro, jumped inside the tie ho
Mase drive slow, and they go five-oh
Look out the window be sure we wasn't followed
No observers, whew! I just got away wit' murder
[Cardan]
Yo, you ain't got to front for me, my gun pop too
Nigga pop me? Nigga pop you
Yo, don't shorty right there look familiar?
Matter of fact, while back used to deal wit' her
You wouldn't believe all the things that honey did
Yo, that's the same one throw the money out the crib
I liked it lot better when she came from Venezuela
But she spent too much cheddar so yo, I had to hit her
[Blinky]
But yo, I know her friend Charise
She mad bad from Baghdad
Carry lotta money in Glad bag
She doin' runs for Willie Gum
Used to think that bitch was slick
But found out she was really dumb
She really from Philly's hunt of be more
'Bout to blow her spot like C-4
Never see me poor
So why this bitch fuckin' wit' me for
Knowin' that my life is up and down like see-saw
[Stase]
For days you argue and go through the phase
You blaze, you throw shade, now she hate yo' ways
No feelings, that's while the hoes you stealin'
Creepin', sneakin' in your pocket while you sleepin'
Freakin' off on the Major Degan
Wit' your new Rican every single week and it's sentimental
Understand what you been through
You fuck a friend, she don't hold it against you
[Mase]
Yeah, nigga, what nigga, touch nigga, fuck nigga
What chu want nigga? What chu want, what chu got?
Uh, what chu need? What chu got? Uh, what chu shoot?
What chu got? What?
Harlem World we don't stop
Mother fucker, put your deal on it
Mother fucker, put a mil' on it
Put yo' fuckin' ice grill on it
Put a mother fuckin' mil' on it
Niggas can't fuck wit' my clique
Who wanna put the money up?
I hear alot a niggas talkin'
But who wanna put they deal on it?
I hear alot a niggas talkin'
But who wanna put a mil on it?
Y'all niggas ain't sayin' shit
Yo' Blink, back the Benz up
You ready Mase?
Party people
In the place to be (Uh huh)
It's about that time
For us to (Yeah, uh huh)
Yo, what you know about goin' out
Head west, red Lex, TV's all up in the headrest
Try and live it up
Ride true, a bigger truck
Peeps all glittered up
Stick up can, they go what?
Jig wit it cuz ship crisp, split it all
Ho's ride, get your nut 'till I can't get it up
I'm a big man, give this man room
I'd a hit everything, from Cancun to Grant's tomb
Why you standin' on the wall?
Hand on your balls
Lighting up drugs always fightin' in the club
I'm the reason they made the dress code
They figure I wouldn't wild when I'm in my french clothes
Dress as I suppose, from my neck to my toes
Neck full of gold, baguettes in my Rolls
Wreck shows, collect those, extra O's
Buy the E, get a key, to the Lex to hold
East, West, every state, come on, bury the hate
Millions, the only thing we in a hurry to make
Are the friend that act's friend in a Lex or a Benz
Let's begin, bring this BS to an end
Come on
1 - Bad, bad, bad, bad boy
You make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy
I wouldn't change you if I could
I wouldn't change you if I could
I wouldn't change you if I could
Ah ah
You can't understand we be Waikiki
Sippin' DP to the TV, look greedy
Little kids see me, way out in DC
With a Z3, chrome VB's, they wanna be me
Nigga's talkin' shit they ought to quit
I'm fortunate they don't see a fourth what I get
And those be the same ones walkin' while I whip
Just stylishing cars cuz they all true Nig'
So while you daydream my Mercedes gleam
And I deal with ho's that pose in Maybeline
One time you had it all I ain't mad at ya'll
Now give me the catalog, I'll show you how daddy bought
Six cars and power to fire big stars
Sit up, CEO style, smokin' on cigars, nigga
It's like ya'll be talkin' funny
I don't understand language of people with short money
Come on
Repeat 1
Ah ah
Do Mase got the ladies?
Do Puff drive Mercedes?
Take hits from the 80's?
But do it sound so crazy?
Well me personally, It's nothin' personal
I do what work for me, you do what work for you
And I dress with what I was blessed with
Never been arrested for nothin' domestic
And I chill the way you met me
With a jet ski attached to a SE
Smoke my Nestle, no mad rap-ass cat
Where my check be?
Problem with ya'll I say it directly
Went from hard to sweet, starved to eat
From no hoes at shows to menage in suites
Now I be the cat that be hard to meet
Gettin' head from girls
That used to hardly speak
Come on
Repeat 1 until fade
Mase
Harlem World
Bad Boy
Goodfellaz baby
Yeah
And we won't stop
Cuz we can't stop
Mason Betha
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, check me out, yo
This is J 'Sug', yo
I know you been around the world, man
I don't fuck wit' the sheisty niggas
I don't fuck wit' the sheisty hoes
I done did it all, nigga
Yo, what would make a scared man pull a trigga'?
The same thing that make a scared man act bigga'
The same thing that make me grab my tec and empty quicker
Adrenaline rush, on the hush
You will die fuckin' wit' us
Vacant lot is my home and In my team I trust
So don't talk about them things if yo' things don't bust
I knew a guy like you, his name was Filipe
Had me on 3-way with the D.A.
Tryin' to find out where we stay
So on my 24th b-day, I'm locked up in V.A.
He don't know my guns turn commotion to slow motion
Then from slow motion to no motion
Run up in the place he hip hoppin'
Spit shots in, clip droppin', if I get caught, get Cochran
And give Pedro my pesos
So he don't snitch while I lay low
For 'bout a week or two
Come back like peek-a-boo, you see me, I see you
And if you talk, you be in ICU
Yo, yo, this Cardan
I know you know a hundred brotha's that sheisty
Like I know a hundred brotha's that's real
But I think it's time you know how we chill
I have been a hundred places and nothin' excites me
Hit a hundred hoe's and none of them wifey
For every thousand that love me, a hundred don't like me
So how you wit' a hundred cats and none of the sheisty?
We the niggas wit' the homicides
And got niggas the most traumatized
And how they actually sat there and watched they mama die
But don't worry about it, you second
Just had to get her first
'Cause she was the one that gave birth
And we can't have no more dirt in the earth
I hate to be the last nigga to turn off your lights
Without usin' a switch, and throw you in a ditch
Ya body don't fit, 'cause niggas could still see ya kicks
So do you really wanna take that risk?
So unball ya fists 'cause I'm always a step ahead of ya'll
You ball ya fists, I cock back
You take a swing and you got that
And that's what they gon' mop at
This gun is from a foreign land
I don't know why it got it in my hand
And I'm gonna get off every penny
I don't care if its automatic or semi
If I payed 300 flat, that means I'mma send a hundred cats back
If 300 attack, but it don't hafta be an exact
I'm gonna get the gatts and get 'em all in one house, and run out
And sprinkle some on the grass, and spit on it
And come back to a pile of ash
I have been a hundred places and nothin' excites me
Hit a hundred hoe's and none of them wifey
For every thousand that love me, a hundred don't like me
So how you wit' a hundred cats and none of the sheisty?
Yo, yo, yo, a hundred sheisty, a hundred and quicker
We strap up inside the 18-wheeler
A drug dealer with cold cash, but so as
To get his stash would be no task with no mess
Love to get you hot and blast, than fast
My infared beam is on yo' ass, my team is on yo' ass
Plot and schemin' on yo' ass
That bitch you came wit' stay screamin' on her ass
Put three on her ass 'cause nigga, we love the cash
Harlem World niggas got G's in the stash
No questions asked, time will tell, Heaven or Hell
You don't wanna be the nigga who be catchin' the shell
Meeno, and then I be, be the team to prevail
So when you pray
Tell Jesus how you wanna be helped
Muthafucka, rock-a-bye baby
I have been a hundred places and nothin' excites me
Hit a hundred hoe's and none of them wifey
For every thousand that love me, a hundred don't like me
So how you wit' a hundred cats and none of the sheisty?
I have been a hundred places and nothin' excites me
Hit a hundred hoe's and none of them wifey
For every thousand that love me, a hundred don't like me
So how you wit' a hundred cats and none of the sheisty?
I have been a hundred places and nothin' excites me
Hit a hundred hoe's and none of them wifey
For every thousand that love me, a hundred don't like me
So how you wit' a hundred cats and none of the sheisty?
[Intro]
What, what
What, what, what
(H-World)
What, what, what
(All Out)
What, what, what, what, what
(Take it back to the streets, mutha fucka)
What, what, what, what, what
Yo, this for my niggas in the streets
(What what what what)
Foreign cars and the jeeps
(What what what what)
Make about a fuckin' million in a week
(What what what what)
When I can't forget that we all still street
Yo, yo
You know a nigga that's sniffin', that's always in the kitchen
Bagin' shit up, there's always something missin'
A nigga that's speeding, bound to have a collision
Bound to be in prison, or bound to pop a mission
So if you got dogs, nigga, let 'em go
If a mob fuckin' truck right, let 'em know
We got the same guns that you got, but better though
And next time we in some shit nigga, you will know
See I'm pushed to the point that I put something down
And I stand over your head, like look at you now
And the kids in the parks start lookin' around
Like, ";Mommy come here, look, look, look what we found";
Wit' me it's more intense, nigga
So if you ain't goin' hard, stay on the bench, nigga
And you know when I come, I leave no prints nigga
And when you die, it won't be at my expense nigga
Nigga, nigga
1 - Yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
You talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your home
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
You leave a thug wit' a hoe and you think you on the low
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
Yo, yo
Not only do I know the rights, I know the wrongs
Mo' money, mo' bitches, yeah, you know the song
And if you claim you a nigga that know me long
And you should know I'mma die with my Rolley on
I ain't no punk, I ain't no chump, I ain't no whimp
Ain't got no cane, ain't got no ming, ain't got no limp
Money exempt, instead you niggas are blimp
And every bitch in every state know Mase is the pimp
See I'm unlike the ones who fail you, when I know where you
Live, I'mma send my kid to take care of you
I'll bring it to my man if he try to spare you
I'd tie something up if I wanted to scare you
Make it where your own shadow won't stand near you
And they send the trauma unit to come repair you
Now there you are nigga, in the fuckin' reservoir
With your Bentley, we don't give a fuck about your car
Who you are
Repeat 1
Yo, yo
You can't never love a man so much you can't doubt him
Let him know certain shit you gotta do without him
And if ya got guns, don't leave home without it
You gon' kill a man, there's ways to go about it
See I never kill a man, and I do it vainly
I won't ever let a mutha fucka know I'm angry
Cuz when I get caught and they come arraign me
It be a surprise witness that come to hang me
I figure, if I'mma do it, I'mma do it my way
Set 'em on Sunday, have 'em by Friday
Then Sunday, I'mma meet 'em on the highway
See where his exit is and keep it movin'
Monday I'm off the exit
All I wanna find out is where the complex is
And by Tuesday I'm sittin' in the complexes
All I wanna find out is where the address is
And by Wednesday, it just so happen you get shot in the knee
A nigga tried to run away and dropped the key
Now you in the hospital, not critical
Frontin', makin' a scene, bring the whole block wit' you
Friday hit and you ain't got no clique wit' you
Need somebody help you with your leg, got your bitch wit' chu
Soon as you get home and put the key in the door
Click, clack, now get on the floor, I told you nigga
Repeat 1 until fade
Yo, I'm still lookin' at the game you know
And I see that it's a lot a niggas that's just frontin'
Basically, ya know what I mean?
Yo, I'm doin' 150 wildin' headin' out to City Island
I see this shorty with the pretty smile and
Pushing a Prelude 'Hey you', diamond stud up in your navel
Actin' like it cost nine G's
A real fine queen, eyes was light green
And had a tattoo written in Chinese
Only 25, spent her money wise
Work out everyday, I could tell by her tummy size
Damn, you got some funny eyes
Yea, I blink a lot, drink a lot
You could catch me at the rink a lot
But enough about me ma, you look amazing, are you Haitian?
I'm half that and half Asian, my name is Raven live in New Haven
'Till I find the right man, my virginity I'm savin'
The things I was sayin', honey might be blazin'
I took her to the Days Inn, of course, she gave in
No disrespect, you look nice and shit
(I know)
And I ain't really tryin' to price your shit
(Yeah, yeah so stop)
I'm sayin' I like that Platinum on your wrist
But why isn't no ice in this?
Same reason why, baby girl, that ain't your hair
(No the fuck, you did not)
You the same one rockin' your home girl's gear
(Oh no boo, this was mine)
In fact, why you tryin' to hate on me?
'Cuz we both frontin', basically, ya heard?
(Basically?)
Uh, uh, I be that slick thug, see me in the strip club
With Dominican chicks, about to get my dick rubbed
Shit bug, how I lay up and sip Bud
You could front if you want, lay in puddles of thick blood
'Cuz I get love yeah, where ever I go
And I'd die for my niggas, but never no hoe
So you know that the life I lead is twice your speed
A brown skin mami, that's the wife I need
Light that weed, front, nigga might just bleed
I might just squeeze, matter of fact I might just leave
'Cuz I don't need a hoe that drink Moet by the liter
If you don't like me, I ain't feelin' your ass neither
I need a true diva, pushin' a two-seater
That's alright, let my wife, my crew meet her
In other words, I need a chick off the meter
The type that wild out when I eat her
No disrespect, you look nice and shit
(I know)
And I ain't really tryin' to price your shit
(Yeah, yeah so stop)
I'm sayin' I like that Platinum on your wrist
But why isn't no ice in this?
Same reason why, baby girl, that ain't your hair
(No the fuck, you did not)
You the same one rockin' your home girl's gear
(Oh no boo, this was mine)
In fact, why you tryin' to hate on me?
'Cuz we both frontin', basically, ya heard?
(Basically?)
Hey, yo, Huddy? In the door waiter, give me four
Bitches they adore from here to Wichita
I'm a jiggy cat, baggy jeans with fitted hats
Where my niggas at? At the bar, where titties at
You know I spend dough, get in clubs with Indo
And bet my shit blow like a block on Crenshaw
I'm poppin' Cris', hoe while you sippin' on Crisco
I'm at the disco reminiscin' on 'Frisco, and this go
To honeys who be knowin' your name, knowin' your fame
Know you rock a Rolley and chain but it don't stop, so get-it, get-it
The Huddy hit-it, hit-it she saw my ice, she was really wit it
She wanna settle down, be committed
She saw the drop with the TV's in it shit, I gotta pay this hoe a visit
Oh no, boo boo, you won't be payin'
Anything over here except the rent
No disrespect, you look nice and shit
(I know)
And I ain't really tryin' to price your shit
(Yeah, yeah so stop)
I'm sayin' I like that Platinum on your wrist
But why isn't no ice in this?
Same reason why, baby girl, that ain't your hair
(No the fuck, you did not)
You the same one rockin' your home girl's gear
(Oh no boo, this was mine)
In fact, why you tryin' to hate on me?
'Cuz we both frontin', basically, ya heard?
(Basically?)
No disrespect, you look nice and shit
(I know)
And I ain't really tryin' to price your shit
(Yeah, yeah so stop)
I'm sayin' I like that Platinum on your wrist
But why isn't no ice in this?
Same reason why, baby girl, that ain't your hair
(No the fuck, you did not)
You the same one rockin' your home girl's gear
(Oh no boo, this was mine)
In fact, why you tryin' to hate on me?
'Cuz we both frontin', basically, ya heard?
(Basically?)
Yeah, you know you wanna be over here
Yo, only got twelve bars so let me cut to the chase
Fuckin' with Stase, I caught a buck in the face
I got the set me up, everybody's drinkin' Henney
Kid named Timmy actin' friendly
Grabbed her by offending, sure hurt 'cos his game didn't work
He didn't know the alcohol's about to get him merc
He tried to French kiss her yo, that's my man twin sister
Swung on him, but he threw the toast in my ear
I should have known he had people posted in here
So I waited till the coast was clear
And when he walked off, I put four in his rear, yeah, yeah
Yo, Hud is the type, give him an inch? He takin' a yard
'Cos see, he the type of cat that be thinkin' he hard
I told him if he gonna come, he got to come by eight
But Hud don't never listen what I say
He always do it his way, instead of our way
That's why he always caught up in some damn foul play
Talkin' 'bout I said at nine, he killin' time
And he ain't checked the time on his wrist
He probably somewhere lying to a chick
Talkin' 'bout he rich, no, it ain't right
How he gonna' leave my big brother Mase and jell overnight
He wouldn't sell us out or yell us out
But messin' with Hud, we ain't even get to bail him out
I can't believe this nigga Hud tried to blame it on me
We on the I-95, three jars on my seat
I'm hopin' cops don't be prejudiced, if not we don't eat
You know what that mean, shut up Hud, keep drivin' the jeep
We got about ten miles, we don' did ten states
I should have stayed, knowing Hud? He gonna' gas you to stay
I'm tellin' Hud, yo, pull over we ain't pissed since Penn State
The windows all foggy, plus we got temp plates
Now Hud steady streetin', not listenin' and yappin'
Smokin' Buddha straight from Cuba, 'bout to wish this ain't happen
I ain't tryin' to point no fingers but it's all Hud's fault
If he wasn't speedin' with no weed we would have never got caught
Cardie, when you gonna' grow up? You need to get chips
Stack dough up, switch your flow up, 'cos your single was a donut
Baby Stase, need to learn to stay in the place
And Mase, that's your twin, tell her stay out my face
And Loon, that's my man but he floss too much
He wanna hang out, 'bout, but he cost too much
And Meeno, that's my dog, but he talk too much
And Blink, fake pretty boy, soft as butt
Oh damn, if I get touched, we gonna' all get touched
Go against Harlem World and we gonna' toss you up
Hey yo, Meeno, hey yo, this is Cuda man
There go Loon tell him what you told him
You was gonna tell him when you see him
Yeah, yeah, playboy, my man Loon
Went out like a straight buffoon
For a pretty face, a slim waist, sweet perfume
Can't believe this shit
Second week in June, second night in Cancun
Pop Cris' by the full moon and the stars is bright
Pray to God that I catch me a slide tonight
But of course, Loon gets drunk then starts to floss
Runnin' his yap 'bout the same chick he toss
Same chick from tour, all I got was jaw
He's all in love, seen it all before
Sucka' for love, this is man for a whore
And until this day, still goin' to war
Hey yo, you just mad 'cos my chick drop dead
And you mad cos I went to Cancun got head
You fed, 'cos I'm doin' it and gettin' more bread
Why your block hotter than a nuclear warhead
You more fed 'cos my pockets are stacked up
While you spend most of your day baggin' your cracks up
You fat fuck
Hope you get hit by a Mack truck
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up
Cracked up, can't wait till this album is wrapped up
I'm take you to a vacant lot, dare you to act up
So strap up, 'cos I know you don't like me
But just know you won't get a chance to fight me
Yeah, here we go
Uh Uh
Let's party again, let's party again
Let's party again, let's party again
Can't be stopped (Uh huh)
Won't be stopped
Let's dance again, let's dance again
Let's dance again
Don't know how to stop
Let's dance again
Refuse to stop , All Out, Bad Boy, come on
Yo, everyday I wake up, sick of the homeless
But other than that I'm a Bentley consumer
I get pain, yo' I cry like you
I get sick, I could die like you
I used to hate my broke days with a passion
Now when I get big money I stash some
See a watch I like, I just grab one
Party and bullshit, book trips have fun (Come on)
Get paid, get money, get dough (That's right)
Get laid, get honeys, get low (Get low)
Platinum status what I live for
Sold four million now I want six more
Never satisfied just like my mom
With 10 mill' sitting' in the treasury bond
When I roll dice just respect my arm
You can't put me on the level
Cause I'm level beyond
- It don't matter what you do to me
I can handle what you send my way
No matter what I do today
You'll still have something to say
It don't matter what you do to me
I can handle what you send my way
No matter what I do today
You'll still have something to say
I be M.I.A and M.I.A.M.I
So am I the kid who be so appealing
Live a lifestyle so revealing
Love them M&M;'s, the multi millions
So y'all could spit it out, me I live it out
Y'all cats lay away a month then get it out
I'm the first cat in the club all izzy-ed out
Rock iceburg when you thought it was Mickey Mouse
So sit me, I'm pourin' Cris to the curb
All I got to do is just give a chick a word
Her whole team, you will see a chick with a bird
Messing with Mase you'll get what you deserve (That's right)
A buck 50, nah, take a buck 60
Extra 10 good for thinking they can mess with me (Uh)
Yo, you the type in the movies cuddled up
With a groupie hang by, buttered up
I ain't getting with you, yo' love her in her gut
That's the reason why you can't even bubble up (Come on)
You get your team and huddle up
And come back with enough cream to Double Up
Until then I'mma still be here cooking
Anything I'm pushing, 20 G's a cushion (Uh)
Why prove this kid is the smoothest
When there's people that pay me to do this
Pretty color cars is what we cravin'
Six star tele's is what we stayed in (That's right)
Any man with me must be made men
We just buy cars, we don't trade in (Nuh uh)
I don't need ten statements see what I'm saving
No need for a manager I need an agent (Let's go)
(Come on, come on, come on)
Mase Murda can't be stopped
P. Diddy can't be stopped
Blinky Blink can't be stopped
Big Loon can't be stopped
Sista Stase can't be stopped
B.I.G can't be stopped
Lil' Kim can't be stopped
Lil' Cease can't be stopped
Junior M.A.F.I.A. can't be stopped
Big Shyne can't be stopped
L.O.X. can't be stopped
Bad Boy can't be stopped
All Out can't be stopped
We just can't be stopped, man
2,000 baby
Yo, check this out right, Harlem on da rise. And you don't
want no problem with us guys. M-A-dollar sign-E and if you
ever out tryin' to find me, I think I should warn you, I get
hard when I want to ***, Bad Boy, niggaz ain't ready
Verse One:
Yo, you the type of cat in the building holdin' the cracks
Sling some to niggaz on the corner holdin' the gats
Nigga come through or nigga kill, never blow back
You the nigga never ***
Yo I know niggaz like you cause I meet 'em all the time
And I treat 'em with the 9 if they ever keep what's mine
If I lose I get loc, put I full in the ***
Two to his throat, take his jewels and his coat
More than likely, you ain't got to like me
And this might be the last time I take you nicely
For my legion *** and start squeezin'
Niggaz talkin' shit, ***
There's no breathin', ain't nobody in here leavin'
You kill my man, I kill your bitch, now we're even
I'm from a cold world, *** , 20 degrees in Fahrenheit
Niggaz get sniped for no reason
Do a lot of work, got plenty funds and many guns
Many sons, niggaz do anything to anyone
And on the streets ***
So when you talk to Mase better watch ya mouth son
Chorus: Busta Rhymes
Yo, if niggaz wanna act we can act
You niggaz wanna scrap, we can scrap
You niggaz got gats, we got gats
You niggaz wanna style, we style
If you get foul, we get foul
You get wild, we get wild
Verse Two:
Yo, started with a blue whip, got a silver new whip
Cause feds watch when I do shit, keep poppin' up new shit
Think the whole Harlem World on some clue shit
We Crys bub sippers, *** club niggers
Peace to the street team, y'all get love niggaz
Six years ago I was the have not nigga, hot nigga
Represent for all my block niggaz
Now I'm 6 drop niggaz, *** rock niggaz
10 G's a show and I ain't even drop niggaz
Shock niggaz who thought I was a pop nigga
You go against Mase yuo get your wig rocked nigga!
Payers like me'll leave your whole block bitter
Roll hard like when I see the bank *** nigga
Hustle is a hustle, so I never knock a nigga
Don't really fuck with ***, but still I cop jigga
Chorus
Verse Three:
Yo, I do this everyday, why brag about the glory?
Tell you the whole truth, never half the story
You wasn't no hater, you'd probably be happy for me
Billboard first line in every category
Niggaz say they love me, they don't love me
I know deep down they wanna slug me
I feel a vibe when they hug me
Luckily I rock jewels that be chuckie over Iceberg rugbie
Pushin' a Benz buggie, for better badge
*** fever for notes
So ***
Little niggaz seated in coach
I mean, uhm, think it's smaller than the weed in my roach
*** my smoke
The niggaz ain't cheap; they broke
Oh yeah, this my doe year
Jealousy and envy'll get you nowhere
You don't like me, bet against me
You right, got doe do whatever you like
I get front row seats on the night of the fight
My Roley too tight *** loossen my ice
And 'for I scoop the dice, bet a grand I be the ***
Niggaz who'll make doe, I can affily with 'em
I'm dyin' from a sickness known as Willie-ism
[mase]All out, we don't stop, we don't don't stop
All out, we don't stop, we don't don't stop
All out, make it hot, don't stop, c'mon
C'mon, harlem world make it hot, don't stop c'mon
All out, all out
[stase]Yo, yo, I'm the perfect example of a chick that's classy
Flashy, sassy, papparazzi don't harrass me
Move too swift for y'all chicks to pass me
Anything y'all wanna know, come ask me
How come when I'm in the street or a open place
Everybody scopin' stase like I got a open case
Anything you gotta say to me
You can say to me, it's baby stase
The more I make, the more they hate
See, I might as well admit it, everybody wanna hit it
'cause I got a clean record not to mean you see me naked, check it
I don't know what's wrong with these cats
It's 'bout to be a setback in this game called rap, see
I was once told, harlem world don't fold
We 'bout to drop a flow the world can hold
Seem like while I'm seeing platinum, everybody sayin' gold
The world really see what happens when my click unfold
[mase]1 - we're going to party, fiesta (all out)
And stay fly, foreva
C'mon, c'mon harlem world
Can't go wrong
We're going to party, fiesta (all out)
And stay fly, foreva
C'mon, c'mon harlem world
Can't go wrong
[blinky blink]Yo, harlem world is who I'm runnin wit (yeah, honeys wit' it)
See the size of my money clip? (now, I'm on the funny tip)
I know you hate me, hate mase, 'cause you make papes
And got girls in like 48 states (48 states)
But kickin' the women who wear the straight face
While y'all cats wild out and 'bout to get a rape case
But why player hate? 'cause I sex girls and they say I'm great
You bust one tank, can't even stay awake
Not now, we gon' talk on a later day
What you think? you can hold blink? uh uh
I got a gold link with more ice than cold drinks
So, playa get to that, and keep your chick in tact
She says your sex was whack, 'cause I'd twist her back
And everytime I kick my rap, man I stick to facts (all out)
But when my trees wasn't sellin'
I switch to jack
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Repeat 1
[huddy combs]Yo, yo, yo, I need a wifee, chipped up lightly
You stay in the thong, i'mma stay where the ice be
Indian givin', got caribbean women
Willin' to have everything like me and my children (all out)
So, dear, front of the billin'
Hundreds in the ceiling, tank tops in the drop
'cause I'm one of them villain
Cook for me, come open a book for me
Shook the key, your whole look hooked me
With her legs tied up, eggs sunny side up
No cash in the stash get that money right up (c'mon, c'mon)
See, all girls love me, can't get nothing from me
I stay in the mall, spendin' rich chicks' money
Tricked on her friend so her friend wanna fuck me
That one named huddy, w dot huddy, w dot huddy
W dot huddy, w dot huddy, w dot huddy
Repeat 1 while:
All out
Can't forget queen bee records
L o x
Money power & respect
Ruff ryder
Yeah, dmx
Can't forget so so def
Bad boy
Suave house
Yeah, kid, harlem on the rise
And you don't want no problem with us guys
Neptune, keep the beat bangin'
Uh, you don't stop
Queen bee
Junior mafia
What what what what what
[Ma$e]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Make money, make money
Why's it always got to be about some money
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Cause I was born to have it
You satisfied
[Chorus 2X]
In my life, money comes and goes
Money comes and goes
Even when it's movin' slow
I ain't afraid to spend it cause it comes and goes
[Verse 1: Ma$e]
See the charm is global, the ice on my arm is oval
Money stacked in the back like it's Barnes and Noble
I know a girl Colorado, half-way mulatto
Said I was hollow till I bought her a Movado
Some call me Ma$e and some call me Dolla
Some came to hate and some came to holla
Followed by a model, I ain't even cop a bottle
See me GP and I ain't even hit the throttle
Mansion not listed, y'all got me twisted
Only young boys shop at the district
I hop out of big things rocky wristed
Now everybody thinking I'm domestic
Uh, grown mine, I need to chrome mine
Y'all go lease, I need to own mine
I stay so fresh I need my own line
So much money involved i need a hundred phone lines
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Ma$e]
I know the pros and the cons to the smoking dons
See I'm laid in the shade to the Boca rotund
And people wanna greet me with they open arms
But could it be my Rolls or my frozen arm
I'm like whoa man, mind I remember, I fear no man
Put chicks on the floor like a slow jam
With God on my side I fear no man, I'm reprogrammed
It's like I don't really care what another man think
Love to spend many so I understand
Money in the bank so I understand
Excuse me miss your standin' on my mink
My rock so big it jams up the sink
You can't call me sissy cause my whole hand pink
Enough ice in this to make a man blink
You think I care about what he think
Here we go
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Ma$e]
Now you be the middle man, I'ma be the money man
This flow right here, I know you don't understand
Power to get wealth, part of the covenant
I'm not your man, don't front me about your government
Y'all do it y'all way, I'ma do it God's way
Forget the house I put a million on the driveway
Clothes every spendin' winnin' dressed up in funny linen
Grinnin' while I spendin' givin' to men and women
Oh we back we cool we friends again
And we gonna get some lunch
Oh we back we cool we friends again
And you ain't seen me in sixty months
I know how you stunt, I'm hard to distort
You know my face so it's hard to resort
Garage, lookin' like a rob report
House, one hole away from a golf resort
[Chorus]
Uh, uh, uh, yo
Harlem World gon' make me rich
Harlem World gon' take your bitch
Harlem World is the place to be
This M-A-Dollar Sign-E
Yo, hold up keep it steady
Y'all chicks ain't really ready
Y'all sweating Stase already
And I ain't pushing a Chevy
I ain't even lyin', I ain't even sign
People want my back
Yo, what's up with that?
See, running out the mouth gon' get your face slapped
Tell me do you like what you see
Is it tight as could be?
No, Mase ain't writing for me
And I have no desire to be
Or have fake chicks rhyme wit me
Uhh, you ain't my man, you ain't down wit me
You ain't certified Harlem World get from 'round me
And Mase my big brother thats why you surround me
You could drop me off the same place you found me
'Cause it won't be long before you have to crown me
If I'm chicken, I'm jerk chicken and we're flickin'
And men die with chicks, so am I worth kissin?
I hate the ones that don't suck no
I hate the ones who date them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your dough
Wanna be a o, Be a o on the low
I hate the ones that don't suck no oh
I hate the ones who date them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your dough
Wanna be a oh! Be a oh, on the low
Yo, it's only right that you hold me tight
Even though we fight, because the dough be like
When the dough be right
You know we havin a ball
Sippin on cristall and all
Chicks smile and all
Yo' dealing wit fishkill and oil
Ice on the wrist dial and all
But nevertheless, boo there was never a test
That stopped me from loving you best
I'm hypnotized, girl by your hips and thighs
Definitely your lips and eyes
Them chicks can slide
They tryin' to be all in the mix
Your girlfriend ballin' a 6, and holdin' my tip
But boo, there's only room for 2
Until I get the coupe for you
You know how I do
And then you could scoop your crew
And do what you wants to do
I hate the ones that don't suck no
I hate the ones who date them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your dough
Wanna be a o, Be a o on the low
Naughty, Naughty, Naughty
I went from cradle to crawlin', to a stroller
Way I was strollin' and hopin when I get older
That I be holy
Kicks to camp floatin' with Naught'
A boat and a yacht
Was all that I was hopin to rock
As a young kid stacked and eventually learned
That money was made for that
Never meant to be burned
Why lets all get this
Using that 'I murder you face'
I be the youngest nigga pushin' a convertible eight
But thought to that they gon' taste this
Got some honies to the back so they can chase my dick
When I die they'll be a headstone big as a dick
And a pack of fifty redbones diggin' me up
For the fact, played it back
And I'm tryin' to see me, a house and six floors
And peranhas a week
Got a spouse, deep throats while I'm tryin' to sleep
Lookin' out for B 4's every diamond creek
But you slow money, 'cause it's better than no money
I only crap out when I play with your money
You know Huddy, still sittin' on old money
I only hang wit Mase 'cause he keeps them hoes for me
Kick a little bit, but yo I'm no dummy
Your girl love me, so you keeping your girl from me
And tellin' lies, gettin caught in different rides
Wit different guys, stay different in different pops, what
I hate the ones that don't suck no
I hate the ones who date them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your dough
Yo, yo. Yo, yo son?
What the fuck is all... yo, where you get (*cough*) all that money from, son (yo-huh)?
Where the fuck did you get all that money from, son... huh?
Royalty checks, son.
That Mase album I told you, you should have (huh?) fucked with me on that shit, son, for real that (wha?) shit paid off (yo, fuck).
That nigga did his thing for me...
Yo, fuck all that, son, fuck all that.
You gonna be shootin' me out of cannons and shit like that, nigga (nah, nah, nah).
Fuck all that, man.
I got enough rugrats.
Man (I know) be dancin' in videos with rugrats (uh...) and shit (uh...), nigga.
I got eight kids, (I...) nigga (I know).
Fuck!
I need to be (that...) dancin' in videos (that was my nephew) with more kids, nigga.
Get the fuck out of here with all that shit.
I'm just sayin', son. So you ain't got to ask me for my shit. You know what I'm sayin'? I got my own bills, too, nigga. What the fuck you talkin' about?
Hey whats up?
Yo I been tryin to call you all day man where you been?
Now it ain't like that he been wit me all day I been tryin to call you
Word, umm, really?
Yeah, I got the flowers you sent me to my job that was beautiful
You like that?
Yeah
Umm, cool, cool so umm
How was your day?
I mean it was kinda hard at the office today but I got by though
Hey, ok, lets go but I gotta go he comin upstairs
Oh word, oh alright ok cool
Hey...I love you
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
The love you need is already here (Put it in cruise control)
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
Why you wanna look for love in all the wrong places
I know you, better than you know yourself
And I hold you, higher than I hold myself
And what I told you, it was just to make you wealth
I try to mold you, but you keep goin for self
Uh, I had you on such a high pedastal
Did things for you, I said I'd never do
Gave you my hancock, it wasnt legible
And, the love we had, it was incredible
But, you know I had to move on I guess
Somethin was goin on, people was in my lawn
Talkin on the phone tellin me I did you wrong
And that was just not the norm
I see now everything you said, did you really mean?
Cause everything I said I still mean now
You can make a frown and all the cryin sounds
But this is how its goin down, I'm tellin you now
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there (What?)
The love you need is already here (why you keep foolin with him then?)
The love you need is already there (Man I can say whatever I want I'm a grown man)
When you need it, I'm gon' be there (You gon end up back wit me anyway)
Why you wanna look for love in all the wrong places
Tell me what you want from me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is somethin you could have for years
Tell me what you want from me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is somethin you could have for years
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
The love you need is already here
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
Why you wanna look for love in all the wrong places
Aint it funny how honeys now
Tryin to find love in the club
Good girl wit a thug and its makin me bug
They the ones who wanna lose they life
And be wit somebody that'll do them right
Put yellow in they ear, put pink in they wrist
No worldly man would ever think of this
When I'm gone you'll make a wish
You'll dream all the days you could think of this
I only wanted to make sure that you had everything I got
Make sure that you had everything thats hot
Since I got it all you could even have
Mansion wit a lab put somethin in your bag
Dont let me, be the one to hold you up
But go tell him, its over now the time is up
Now you know I got a message to the world
I ain't here to mess wit your girl you can relax
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
The love you need is already here
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there (I tell you what, love don't act like that)
Why you wanna look for love in all the wrong places
(I'm tellin you now love don't act like that)
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
The love you need is already here
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
Why you wanna look for love in all the wrong places
Yo, now hum all you want to and all the simple hits
Move, Cuda love, straight out the tenements
Drop the joint with Puff Dad just finished it
Would have did more without censorship?
Talk to plenty chicks, on to many flicks
Love when a girl say they wanna skinny-dip
Call room service, tell 'em to send it quick
Want gritz, don't forget, put cheetoes in my
Chill with the fellas that I came in it with
Buy 'em all minks before December hit
Player like Mase revoke your membership
Cuz this a balla club that come with benefits
They'll reminisce when lady used to dis
Now everywhere we go all the hoes generous
They must think Mase is on the rush limited
Dusty denim tip, is still the main chick
- Ooh Mase I love you so
Never, ever, ever gonna let you go
I can't keep my eyes off you
Ooh Mase I love you so
Never, ever, ever gonna let you go
I hope you feel the same way too
Uh, uh, now ladies say he has this
Tendency to B.S.'s for girls who put key scratches
On brand new coups or E-classes
Jet for ya'll, before I do a federal charge
Name incorporated, no problem gettin' cars
Whole entourage in the Mount Airy Lodge
When you very large, never spend cheddar, you charge
Get my daily menage , Halle Berre massage
Different color Benz in every garage
Who would've thought? '95, earth spinned twice
Mase be Billboard's hot merchandise
Player like me must deserve this life
Every girl a trick kid, if you work her right
My click bubble, why you wish me trouble, so aight
Bad Boy gonna have to shit you double
Yo, if you never had a man than why try me?
Niggas outta town wanna learn my G
Understand me, the baller I be
Need about three pages and caller ID
When I come around, all the waiters get jippo
Wanna serve Poppy, him a big tipper
Leave the restroom about six strippers
Don't watch me, flip up your zipper
I'mma good fellow, mellow
Though I puff trees my teeth never yellow
Hello, in the club jingle like I'm Jello
With the kids, big as Tickle Me Elmo
Next summer, stretch Hummer for the whole state
Anything, buy no cake hold no weight
I you ain't really seen Mase in the gold 8
How 'my complain, na?
When I'm as pretty as my father?
And he got 60 hoes (60 hoes?)
That know each other (yeah)
Yo, I'm the problem nigga's got, but scared to step to it
If a nigga really want it with me? Let's do it
See cats in the club, it's just music
Thieves and killers'll tell ya, I just proved it
I set the tone, ya nigga's adjust to it
Spit bars, nigga's do sets and rep's to it
I'm the type that get 30 years and rep through it
Want it wit' us? Come put your best to it
Come clean now, I'll send these tests to it
I should get a Nike contract the way I "Just Do It"
You know I hide B's on it
Come on B.S. and leave on it
Get 50 grand and breathe on it
Red dot, squeeze on it, drop keys on it
Might hit a chicken and then put Cease on it
Cats get greed in war with the heat of they jaw
Somebody move wrong, I put they teeth on the floor
If they don't show you where the coke at, beat 'em some more
Make 'em see how it feel to have to eat through a straw
While I'm sittin' in the car, chick goin' to get my jar
So I greet them like the chicken they are
Said Shorty, if you ever follow me and spit a clip in my car
Tell ya now, that's like lynchin' the law
Ain't no gettin' up if I hit you
So all them cowards wanna ride with you
They either die with you, or lie cripple
Mess with me, now why would you?
Nigga's die dealin' with dough that's quadruple
Double Up
Where all my down super star's at? (Gettin' it)
Where the cats at the barn at? (Gettin' it)
Where the 90 girls that? (Gettin' it)
Where the girls around the world at? (Gettin' it)
Real hair, real furs (Gettin' it)
Got a house that's hers (Gettin' it)
For my niggas outta town at (Gettin' it)
Can't forget my niggas locked down at
(Gettin' it, uh huh)
Yo, it's like some be real, sold me three and squeal
Some hold they head, some see appeal
Some come home wild in the week to kill
Then show old cats young cats be real
Deep throat be how I greet my chick
Any hoe suck a dick, got at least a six
Any man call me fam', got at least a brick
Shut the whole morgue down just for Easter kicks
When I'm down and out and I need the chips
Vietnam will be how I leave your script
And it take dough just to reach the rich
So can't no senator impeach my ssshhhhhh
And don't rush to be somethin' that you're not
Reworn up lies, keep guns cocked
And any cat mess with us get one shot
To do what he gotta do and get somethin' hot
Blaque, back up, what what
Blaque, back up, All Out
(Where you at? Where you at?)
Yo, please don't make Murda live out the name
I'm only here to get enough, then I'm out the game
A nigga didn't want drama, why he came?
It's like tryin' to win, know you cross the grain
Messin' with my niggas, ya'll will both get the same
Cut 'cross the face, now you both look the same
Still wanted for the bricks, took up in Maine
Run up for ya chain, fifth cop aim
Please don't be stupid, come out the chain
Don't be a hero, this clip will bang
A nigga like Mase probably got everything
X-30 G's, then why buy a plane?
No skinny Benz's, wide-bodied things
Four dot, six dot, chick dot Range
Uh, All Out (c'mon)
Bad Boy, Double Up
(Where you at? Where you at? Where you at?)
It's not a game
See, the difference with me
When I do what I do
I do what I'm doing
But I'm doing it like I'm doing it for TV
Oww, oww, oww, oww, oww
Keep ya hands up
What, what, put your hands up
Come on, come on, keep your hands up
We back, we back, we back, we back (put your hands up)
We back, we back again (keep your hands up)
We back, we back, we back, we back, we back, we back
I remember the days of prayin' my chips be right
Louie the 13, no more Cris tonight
Gold to me is like Superman and Kryptonite
So I pray how I don't miss my flight, switch to night
Get out the plane, it look all strange
See a man from Spain, holding up my name
Give him my things and head down to bag' claim
And I hear somebody scream my name
So I look back, look once, look twice
Look fast, look left, look right
Look Blink, look Meeno, look Myse
They try tell me honey don't look right
So, I approach her, it all look Kosher
But there was kids runnin' up with posters
And I was startin' to lose sight of chauffer
So I had to say nice to know ya
Get ready
Get ready, tonight
We're gonna make this a night to remember
Get ready, tonight
We're gonna make this a night to remember
What, what, what, what, what, what
Get money all over again
Get money all over again
Come on, uh, uh, All Out
Uh, yo, it just so happen this how Ma$e stay starred
Flip two aces and get two face cards
It happens, chip stackin'
I turn around, see a bunch of chicks clappin'
But a girl walked by, caught my eye
So I said, 'What the fuck, stand here and give me luck'
And she whispered in my ear
A purple one on there and put a pink one on there
I did just that and gave Hud a stack, shout 'I'll be right back'
In fact, I'ma be over here talkin' to love
Said you Been Around the World, been so many places
Hit so many girls, and spent so many faces
And every girl in the world know who Ma$e is
But right now that's really not what the case is
Let's be real, I know you got bills
So how 'bout one night and I just gave you a mil'
Whatchu feel
What, what, what, what, what, what
All Out
Wanna Blow
H World, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
I don't rap for Rollies, I rap for Starbucks
I'm that star who get the stars star struck
You a one hit wonder who caught some hard luck
I'm that kid cats can't wait to scar up
But the show ain't over until the bottles is empty
Then girls run out the club, follow the Bently
Knowing that every president need a Lewinsky
Girls know I ain't know you but they try to convince me
And any chick that I'm with already know
You ain't gotta like Ma$e, but bet he blow
And anything that I do get heavy dough
Stop handcuffin' that girl and let her go
My whips got satellite, see it in the graphics
I ain't only got eight cuz I fly passed it
Why ask is Ma$e a classic
Knowin' I'm from the hood doing deals with Magic
Come on
What, what, what, what, what, what
Get money all over again, get money all over again
H World get money again
All Out get money again
Wanna Blow, get money again
So Bad Boy get money again
No Limit get money again
Roc-A-Fella get money again
Untertainment get money again
Charli get money again
Brandy get money again
Cuda Love get money again
Cardan get money again
Yo, even Cam' get money again
We back, we back, we back, we back
We back, we back again
We back, we back, we back, we back
Yeah, yeah yeah
Uh huh
I'm gonna do it again
And again and again and again
And again and again and again
Won't stop, it can't stop
Won't stop, can't stop
Double Up, Bad Boy
Double Up, H-world, it's not a game
You know, no matter where you go
There's no duo that you know
Get loot though, and still love the chulo's
We talk more spinnin' girls our coolo
Than any other members and you're part of my new dough
Get where mad cats live and pray
I don't like where I'm at? Call a Lear, get away
Y'all lay away, I pay and get today (Uh huh)
Things you save for, I probably give away (Yeah)
And with Puff? Who woulda think
Plain Jesus piece, diamond Cuban Link
Salvation Army when I'm through with the mink
I buy the whole bar, my crew don't even drink
(Don't even drink)
We do sets behind the 'neck
That's my Denale right behind the Lex
Like girls that find their sex get all kinda respect
When I'm 40, I'mma get all kinda checks
You want us do it again? (Yeah)
Cuz we can do it again (Uh huh)
You want us do it again?
All you gotta say is do it again (Do it again)
You want us do it again? (Yeah)
Cuz we can do it again (Uh huh)
You want us do it again?
All you gotta say is do it again (Do it again)
Spend big, you spend a little
So I take what's big and you take what's little
I bring a full stage straight up the middle
Girl too tight? Break the middle
Now, why be the illest if your money ain't the realist?
Mad cats hate on me, mad girls feel it
Cut a chick off, let Mase mess wit' her
Pre-nup these girls so I'm never stuck wit' her
Wanna coup our group nine eight car
Doin' 20 in a Bentley even wit' out a radar
You minor, I'm major, I don't play par
I'm a shining pay star with diamonds from Quasar
Peep all your script, I don't wanna pay y'all
Let me tear wit' my kids, it's what your days are
How the f you duck infrared laser
So my sympathy goes out to the lady that made y'all, yeah
Yo, marchin' around the world and met no man
That had ice like Frosty the Snowman
And though my name Mase, what does it mean?
Dolla sign, no matter what I do, make C.R.E.A.M.
Out of famine steak greens, Miller A-teams
And grew up pretty cuz my pop got great genes
I hold it down now that B.I.G. gone
I hit butt naked and then keep my kicks on
I don't get my Cris on, I throw a brick on some young bad chick
That lolly probably flipped on
You better get goin', you wanna live long
Can't nobody protect me like my tres cinco siete
If you front, you'll just read about it next day
I'm that cat you know you got killer respect
Stay out my way if you're feelin' my threat
You'll know it's real when you face feel a Gillette
And I come through the club with your deal on my neck, come on
All Out
All Out, Bad Boy
What
All Out, All Out
What what
For my family, nigga
This for my family, nigga
H-World in here (Yeah)
All Out in here (Yeah)
Bad Boy in here (Yeah)
Some nigga's don't never learn
Don't never learn, uh
You know we used to see eye to eye, now it's just hi and goodbye
You gon' go against the fam', damn, why you wanna die?
I know where you reside right there on the East Side
Street wise, I don't just roll alone we ride
Loon all smoked up, Meeno wanna rob you
J might feel you, Hud wanna kill you
Mase wanna let it slide, Stase wanna get you high
And walk you in that wrong building
Now you at the wrong place, and it's at the wrong time
You got a long face cuz now you see this long Nine
But whatchu lookin' scared for, nigga?
You only in some things you ain't prepared for
It ain't that you not my man, but Mase my man more
And family is the only thing I stand for
Blinky Blink, yo, I know alotta nigga's tell you this, dog
But I would die for you nigga
Blood is thicker than all this here
Don't be worrying 'bout the cars, the clothes
The money or these hoes
Blood is thicker than all this here
Cuz anything you love in life
You can't take it when you go
Blood is thicker than all this here
Don't be worrying 'bout the cars, the clothes
The money or these hoes
You know blood is thicker than all this here
You heard me, blood is thicker than all this
Blood is thicker than all this, blood is thicker than all this
I'll be whatever you call this
I'm Cash Money like them Hot Boys in New Orleans
That thin vest you got on, slugs'll go through all this
And burn, so when you see me salute and fall in
I'm real and only the real would understand me
Got love for my nigga's that's why the chicken's can't stand me
Wasn't for your mami I woulda got the grammy
But that's what nigga's get goin' against they family
Know a boy dealin' with Stase, get dealt with manly
Whatchu think the cops could do, come and can me
Bell was Plan A, nigga's go wit Plan B and end no where
Cuda Love or Cardan, bein what about Dre
That's my nigga, going against Stase I clap my nigga
When money involved it get solved with automatics
You don't mess wit' me, you mess wit' Hud and there you have it
And truthfully a nigga can't do nuthin' to me
On the real you know my nigga B.I.G. used to school me
Said never do a show for less than a QT
If a nigga get to you, he gon' get through me
And if a mugger move wrong I put one in his coffee
If a nigga shoot at you, you know he gotta shoot at me
More then less, my mother used to warn me for the best
Said Mase, nigga's gon' love you, nigga, long as you fresh
Long as you hot, long as you cop
Long as you not that nigga who be doin' never come through the block
But think about it now Mase, who wouldn't love you alot
You take nigga's around the world with girls suckin they cock
But just because a nigga ride witchu, fly witchu, high witchu
That don't mean when bullets come he gon' die witchu
It be them niggas you be knowing that long
You be killed, run up the block with your new Rolley on
Don't be quick to flip a nigga brick and spend what's on
Cuz if they recognize you stole them pots, bring the war
Now you could skate now or stick around
But don't be afraid to call the name when this all go down
You feelin' me now?
Cuz if I'm showing you something that you never seen
Then you gon' shake when you see this dusty M-16 come off the shelf
I know we kill for what but what they brought
Nigga we came to kill you, got the gun put in sto'
And what about the block nigga's, can't get nuthin' in his coat
Cuz them the same nigga's we took 'em on, they wanted to smoke
So leave them niggas there
I'm a Harlem World nigga (Fuck Harlem World)
I'm a BK nigga (Fuck BK)
I'm a BX nigga (Fuck BX)
I'm a QB nigga (Fuck QB)
I'm a Long Island nigga (Fuck Long Island)
I'm a Jersey nigga (Fuck Jersey)
I'm a Down South nigga (Fuck Down South)
I'm a up North nigga (Fuck up North)
I'm a West Coast nigga (Fuck the West Coast, yo)
I'm a East Coast nigga (Fuck East Coast)
I'm a Midwest nigga (Fuck the Midwest)
I'm a A-T-L nigga (Fuck A-T-L)
Where all my Bad Boy nigga's (Fuck Bad Boy)
Where all my Ruff Ryder nigga's (Fuck Ruff Ryder)
Where all my Suave House nigga (Fuck Suave House)
Where all my Cash Money nigga (Fuck Cash Money)
Where all my Harlem World nigga's at (Fuck Harlem World)
Where all my Tennesee nigga's at (Fuck Tennessee)
Where all my Chi-town nigga's at (Fuck Chi-town)
Where all my St. Louis nigga's at (Fuck St. Louis)
Where all my B'more nigga's at (Fuck B'more)
Where all my Philly Philly nigga's at (Fuck Philly, yo)
Where all my VA nigga's at (Fuck VA)
Where all my North Cackie nigga's at (Fuck North Cack)
Where all my South Cackie nigga's at (Fuck South Cack)
Where all my LA nigga's at (Fuck LA, yo)
Where all my Texas nigga's at (Fuck Texas, yo)
Where all my Detroit nigga's at (Fuck Detriot)
Where all my Miami nigga's at (Fuck Miami)
Where all my Little Rock nigga's at (Fuck Little Rock, yo)
Yo', I ain't gon' be screamin' all these nigga's names
it's gonna be alright
yeah,yeah, yeah
Yo, since I been in this game, yo
Alot of funny shit that happend with these hoes, man
And this shit I'm 'bout to tell you Myse
Is a true story, Puff know the bitch, Uh, Yo
You know I don't wanna come across foul
I'm only telling you about my lifestyle
I had a girl named Kate I date in Georgia State
Girl named Samantha I met in Clark, Atlanta
I even knew these girls named Laura and Yvette
Switched up giving me head in Georgia Tech
Now flip the script, mess with girls that strip
Give 'em tips just so I can feel I'm they "his"
They like, Mase I like your eyes and I love your lips
I'm like, that ain't enough to make you sit in the six
She said Mase, lot of things I wanna teach you 'bout
If I tell you my past, it'll freak you out
Save your dough, you know I wanna treat you out
Fuck sucking your dick, I wanna eat you out
I'm like whoa now, slow down
You remind of these young chickens I knew from uptown
Got a butt like this girl that worked in Motown
So if we ain't gonna fuck then where we go now
I don't move too fast, you move too slow
You wasn't saying this just a moment ago
You was sitting at the bar just spending my dough
You owe me something bitch, you gon' blow me or something
She said this thing you need to know before we fuck
I ain't like all these other sluts
And if I told you I was a virgin you wouldn't believe me
I know getting pussy for you is easy
You hit every bitch from Antee to a Tuskeegee
Plus you know I know your girlfriend KiKi
And for a moment honey tried to freak me
But being the man I am I'm still in pimp mode
Could tell she was Harlem 'cause I seen her zip code
And then she started showing me pictures of Flipmode
So I'm with my man and you know we gon' discuss her
All I could hear is him sayin', don't trust her
You know her lil' cousin fuck with Usher
Plus her best friend got a baby from Busta
So I layed back and peeped the ho'
It's her word against his, I can't believe the ho'
Yo, I only knew this girl from a weekend ago
And I figure she a freak, Cease would know
So I called up my nigga, I'm like Cease what up (what up)
Is she a freak, nigga?
Cease been fucked, but Cease admitted
Yo, that he ain't even hit it, now y'all I really don't get it
And she tried to play Mike like he's some nigga in a Civic
And sucked Puff dick for some Budweiser tickets
Yo, you believe this bitch, yo?
She sucked his dick for some Budweiser tick..
That bitch gonna give me my shit B, word up (Section 622)
I'm not even fucking playing
I bet you she give me my watch back though, I bet that (Row 40)
And all my fucking ice better be in it, too
(Seat A, Seat B, enjoy the show)
Matter of fact, I want my fucking couch out that shit B
Word up, tell your sis get my fucking couch B
I want you to ask yourself one question
If you had twenty four hours to live, what would you do?
That's some deep shit right there, a lot of pressure
How would you handle it?
Mase, what would you do?
Yo, I'd turn out all the hoes that's heterosexual
Smack conceited niggas right off the pedestal
I'd even look for my dad that I never knew
And show him how I look in my Beretta, too
I'd do good shit like take kids from the ghetto
Show them what they could have if they never settle
Take every white kid from high class level
Show 'em what Christmas like growin' up in the ghetto
Teach niggas how to spend, stack the rest
Give blunts to the niggas under massive stress
Give every bum on the street cash to invest
And hope Harlem will blow up be my last request
Yo, yo if I had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck it
I'd probably eat some fried chicken and drink a Nantucket
Then go get a jar from Branson
And make sure I leave my mother the money to take care of grandson
Load the three power, hop in the Eddie Bauer
And go give all six to that papi that sold me flour
Get a fresh baldy, make a few calls
Shop at the mall, shoot a lil' ball
Have all of my bitches on one telly at the same time
Spread it out on different floors
And I'm gon' play lotto, for what?
Even though I ain't gon' be here tomorrow, so what
You know when I was close to the ledge
I'd probably be in the wedge
With this bare spanish mami playin' 'tween my legs
Then I'm off to get choke and smoke one a them dreads
And get that bitch from '89 that gave us up to the feds
Thought of momma, wrote her a note, we ain't close
I hate her boyfriend so I put one in his throat
Fuck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the four
Fours, pull out my dick and take a piss on the floor
Jump in the whip, git them cats I wanted to git
Since the Tavern on the Green robbery in eighty-six
Went home took a shower in nice cold water
And spent my last hours wit my son and my daughter
- If you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Who would you screw?
And who would you wanna notify?
Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?
If you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Who would you screw?
And who would you wanna notify?
Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?
What hey yo, if I had twenty four nigga gotta get the raw
Run all them papi's spot, put one in his head at the door
For the times that I paid for twenty an he gave me twelve
The other eight had to be baking soda by itself
So papi fuck you, you dead now, I'm off to the bank
With those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen Jag I just grabbed
Went in there grabbed the bank teller wit the pretty face
Fuck her in the safe, and have her take me to my place
We'll make a kid but that's selfish and that'll be bad
For my son to have the same shit his pops just had
And when I'm down to twenty three, I'm a be strapped wit TNT
Run up in city hall and take the judges wit me
If I had twenty four hours to live, I'd probably die on the fifth
Run in the station squeezin the inf'
I'll be waitin' to get to hell and bust down Satan
Styles' on this shit and I got spot vacant
Back to the twenty four I make it out the precinct
Shootin niggas that I hate in they face while they eatin'
I'm on the job robbin' every so-called Don
Give the money to my moms and tell her that I'm gone
I would school my little brother that niggas mean him harm
He should learn to tell the future without readin' palms
When they come in with the bullets, you prepared with the bomb
So fuck bein' violent get stocks and bonds
Twenty four left until my death
So I'm gon' waste alot of lives, but I'll cherish every breath
I know exactly where I'm goin', but I'mma send you there first
And with the shit that I'll be doin', I'mma send you there worse
I've been livin' with a curse, and now it's all about to end
But before I go, say hello to my little friend
But I gots to make it right, reconcile with my mother
Try to explain to my son, tell my girl I love her
C-4 up under the coat, snatch up my dog
Turn like three buildings on Wall Street, into a fog
Out with a bang, you will remember my name
f/ Total
Total:
Tell me what you want (repeat 5x)
Chorus:
Tell me what you want from me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if it's right here
Something you can have for years
Tell me what you want from me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if it's right here
Something you can have for years
Mase:
Now Mase be the man wanna see you doing good
I don't wanna get rich, leave you in the hood
Girl in my eyes you the baddest
The reason why I love you, you don't lik me cause my status
I don't wanna see you with a cat rich living average
I wanna do my thing so we be established
And I don't want you rocking in Paris
I will give you karats till you feel youa rabbit
Anything in your path if you want you can have
Walk through the mall, if you like you can grab
Total it all up and out it on my tab
Then tell all your friends all the fun you had
Chorus
Mase:
Hey Mama, why don't you come here to Papa?
You don't like the way your tata's lookin at Shada?
In a 600 ain't no smokin cigada
Come over here I think i see your baby botta
There go the limit to my casha
If you in a rush you call me manana
Whatever you need girlfriend I got the whole enchilada
Just the way you like it Mase gonna do you propa
Girl I can tell you was meant for me
I can tell by the way you was sent for me
While I'm on tour trying to make them centuries
And they ask who your man you better mention me
If you dont you know you got a problems
If you want no beef girlfriend dont start none
And it just so happens that I'm seing cash
Cause you messed up a lot just trying to be phat
And I aint gonna ask who smashed the E-Class
Pull up to the rib with the whole front crashed
Now you wanna laugh and think thats the past
If you ever lie again that will be your ass
Chorus
Mase:
Now the more you treat me royal I adore you
That's why I dont mind doing these things for you
You did things for me I wouldn't believe you did
That's why I always want to keep you here
In a year or two I could see you with my kids
Girl, you make a thug want to get a legal gig
It's only right we spend our lonely nights
Gettin crazy biz till we awake the kids
Can't get to loud got respect for you honey
But keep it all real you come second to my money
Can you be my ghetto love prophecy?
Everybody love you girl not just me
And I know you really care a lot for me
I want to see you happy even if it's not with me
Yeah, how many niggaz that'll die for you
How many get the keys like to ride wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggaz know, infrareds on ya head and they ride with you
Verse One: Puff Daddy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
While I'ma ride for you, would you ride for me?
While I'ma die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of cats
Let they man get struck, never strike back
Stay in the streets, seven days a week
Shit get hot, you never glaze your heat
Stupid motherfucker wanna play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never sleeps
Bigger than the king and the Pope, sling no dope
Call me anything but broke
When it's on, I guarantee my team don't choke
Wanna war, you niggaz better bring yo 4
And when I say we won't quit, believe this shit
When I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm talkin' to a hoe, let you meet my bitch
When Puff talk, you niggaz take heed of this
Chorus
Verse Two: Mase
Yo, if you down to act, we down to scrap
We beef '89, still watch your back
A nigga smack me, I'ma smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, then that be that
And lately, niggaz that snake me, just make me
Wanna send 'em heat without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, taste me
How much you really want it?
Enough to put a mil on it or your deal on it?
This year Cancoon guess who I'm goin' with
My own niggaz, see I pay my own trip
Make my own chips, I copped my own 6
I knock my own shit, like I'm on my own dick
My day be short, need coke, raid the fort
I'm knocked by the cops, come blaze the court
And though niggaz ...........?
Disrespect...............?
Like a man below your belt
Me, I always have, so I never go for self
Had thousand dollar bills with Teddy Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the doe down
Kick your door down, surround the block
Where you go now?
Fifty shots spit at you and that is not a whole round
Way I leave the furniture, think it was cold found
Here's the low-down, messin' with Mase gotta go down
What more could I say but hey, guess you niggaz know now
Chorus
Verse Three: Lil' Kim
Motherfuckin' right I'ma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't around when it's time to go to war
This shit here, nothing to fuck with
I'm the same bitch all y'all wanna try y'all luck with
Little Kim spread like syphilis
You think I'm pussy?
I dare you to stick your dick in this
Chrome 44, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, shit's rediculous
Speak when you're spoken to and only with permission
Like E.F. Hutton, when I talk, niggaz listen
So don't y'all be mad at me, cause I'm the Q to the B
To the motherfuckin' E-E
Copped my CD, now all y'all wanna be me
See me on the TV, bezel dip in 3D
Peep the CD, chromed out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, your shit is loaned out
I gets it on, money keep growin'
Ice fully glowin', plus I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I hold my own when the pain is gone
Like a splinter ya enter
So why should I throw my blows and doe
Do a bid upstate and take the weight for your troubles
My nigga BIG, I'ma ride for
But it ain't to many niggaz that I'd die for
*phone ringing*
Dre get the phone!
Mase: Chill Dre I got it. Hello?
OREON: Hello?
MASE: Yeah, who this?
OREON: It's Oreon, Hi Mase!
MASE: Oh, whassup you miss me?
OREON: Yeah I miss you, I'm tryin' to see you tonight.
MASE: What time?
OREON: Whatever time is good for you.
MASE: Whassup wit 7:00?
OREON: 7:00 is good.
MASE: Hold on, hold on, hold on. Hello?
GINA: Hello?
MASE: Who this?
GINA: This' Gina.
MASE: Gina whassup you miss me?
GINA: Yeah.
MASE: So tonight, you tryin' to see me?
GINA: No doubt. Wuz up wit you?
MASE: I don't know. Wuz up?
GINA: What you mean you don't know.
MASE: It's gonna hafta be later cause
I was sposta be goin' somewhere wit wit my brothas.
GINA: How late is late?
MASE: Like 11:00?
GINA: Oh, that's good.
MASE: Hold on cuz I got my mother on the other line alright. Hello?
OREON:Yes baby.
MASE: Wuz up. So I think I'ma be able to do it at 7:00.
OREON:7:00 is good?
MASE: Yeah where you want me to pick you up?
OREON:I'll be in front of the building.
MASE: Alright hold on my man on the other line. Alright?
OREON:Okay.
MASE: Yo, Oreon?
GINA: Who the fuck is Oreon? What happened to your mother?
MASE: You know I was just playin' Lis- oops.
GINA: Who the fuck is Lisa? Motherfucker you must of lost your mind!
MASE: You know I was sayin' that shit to get you mad.
GINA: Oh, you wanna be callin' names motherfucker
the real nigga I wanted was Puffy but he didn't come to the club
that night fool, I know that make you real mad!
*Gina hangs up the phone hard*
And welcome back from that commercial break
Um I found out some please ladies and gentlemen
Hold your applause please can you hold your applause
I found out something very interesting
The mad producer, he's not really that mad
Uh he well Mr. Producer can you please tell us
Why you're not really that mad?
Eh eh eh yo would I be tellin you shit though?
You can't be you know what I'm sayin
Eh eh eh Yo word up TV you know what I'm sayin what's up for real
Gentlemen please
Yo I gotta tell you something for real
What up? What up?
The niggaz got chedda dog and I did a track on Mase's album
And I ain't gonna lie
Naw naw you can't be talkin like that for real
The niggaz don't you know what I'm say they be raisin..
Naw son naw
I'm sorry dog for real yo but
Man dog!
That kid Mase be doin his thing yo
What you mean he be doin his thing
I know they be doin their..what
What I don't be doin my thing
Millie Vanilli did they thing
New Kid's on the Block, RuPaul
all them bitches and everybody else did they thing
And you ain't do no tracks on them
what happened to my track? You give 'em my shit?
You gave 'em my shit?
You gave em send 'em to the fuckin' projects
you give how could you do that I'm the jolliest nigga you know son
How could you do that to me son? Damn!!
f/ 112, Puffy
You know, There's a lot of jealous guys in this town
And many other towns I go to, ah yeah
But I'm afraid right now I'm so hurt
I'ma need 112 and Puff, to help me explain how I feel
So come on fellas, help me out
Ladies, There's jealous guys in our town, oh baby (repeat twice)
Mase:
Well, Well, Well
Now would you be mad, If I, gave back your girl
Or would it still be a problem with the entire Harlem world
At first you were singing , that she was your ex
But you was ready to kill me when you found out we had sex
When I came and told you the deal
You wouldn't admit how you feel
Now you know your girl love me
Why can't you just let it be.....just let it be
Ladies, There's jealous guys in our town, oh baby (repeat twice)
Puffy:
check this out
Girl I really hope you find a new lover
Cause Mase can't take no more, of you fuckin him and his brotha, ut uh
And girl what make you think you could do what ya do
And think that we'll be standing here fightin over you, come on
When I came and told him the deal
He wouldn't admit how he feel
Now he know his girl love me
Why can't he just let it be.....just let it be
Ladies, There's jealous guys in our town, oh baby (repeat twice)
As I said before, I go by the name of Puffy Daddy
And I'm a Scorpio and I'm not a jealous guy
Come on sing for me Mase
Ladies, There's jealous guys in our town, oh baby (repeat twice)
You see if we had more pimps, It wouldn't be no jealous guys
See me I live by the four pimp rules
Number one, you control the situation
you get in they head before you get in they bed
And number two, girls run like buses you may miss one
catch one every hour on the hour, promptly
And number three, What that girl ain't willin to do
you got a hundred more girls more than willin
And number four, is a new rule to the new pimp testament
you can't be a playa and hate the playas
that don't make no sense
I don't wanna see no more jealous guys at the end of this song y'all
I really don't wanna see no more jealous guys at the end of this song y'all
So can y'all sing along with me
I mean put your hands together
sing along y'all , sing along everybody
I just really wanna come and let you know
girl you just got to let them go cause
there jealous guys, jealous guys, And I'll tell, I'll tell
And it's gonna show ,love is gonna show
it's gonna show, oh baby it's gonna show oh oh
(repeat)
Now that's the end of our discussion
To all the player haters and player hatetts
Mase, Harlem World, Puff Daddy and 112
Telling you to be a lover and not a hater, you'll get further in life
[Intro]
What the fuck?
'99, get your name back nigga
(Get your name back nigga)
Double Up Motherfucker (99)
Double Up Motherfucker
Don't believe it, Double Up, Uh
Yea yea yea yea What what what what Uh Uh
Yo who got the right to flip, twice the whips
Time to get paid, get twice the chips
See law ain't no good unless two dice hit
Hate me even if I didn't ice my shit
Fuck niggas, make that money and lots of it
Sold four million and somebody got to love it
They want Mase for video, ain't in the budget
I can't take a piss without a bitch tryin' to rub it
How could you know like this
When it's because of me a nigga know what nice is
I was 60 I have flow-itis
I like my weed green and my hoe's dyke-ish
You know you like this
Young kid'll live by goldie advice's
Pimp hoe's that come across so righteous
Fuck though, promote on the Rolley ices
Yo, that's why my jewelery looks snow white-ish
Come on
1 - If you wanna party come and shake your body
If you wanna party put 'em in the air
Over there, over there
If you wanna party come and shake your body
If you wanna party put 'em in the air
Over there, over there
Yo I'm tryin' to live my life the largest, Vipers in garages
'Nuff money to go court and fight the charges
Everybody stare at Myse the hardest
That's why I'm in them all night menages
Besides B.I.G., the criticly acclaimed
I vow, they never bring the city to shame
I pulled up the prettiest things, the prettiest range
The prettiest cars, and the prettiest stars
By far the prettiest Misses
I pull up in the prettiest sixes
So by the time you get the six bitch, I have the seven
By the time you get the seven, I switch to the eight
When it time I get this cake, a bitch could wait
They know I could sell five so they ship me eight
Come on
Repeat 1 while:
All Out, motherfucker
To the death, motherfucker
Bad Boy forever
Bad Boy forever
All Out, motherfucker (Uh uh)
H World, motherfucker (Uh uh)
To the death, motherfucker (uh yo)
Yo why I'mma envy the lives or envy the guys
Who be frontin' in the Six that's really a Five
You could see I still got it by the look in my eyes
I'mma blue collar criminal, crook in disguise
It don't matter if it rain, I got a pool inside
And a stretch range so at least 20 could ride
And I could tell fake platinum from a mile away
When I rap, yo' 150 thou' get paid
So until then nigga, I style away
Four point six swit' to the Cal' away
I'm gettin' honey, I ain't with the beefin' going on
I look at nigga's cars, alot a leasin' goin' on
My heat get raised up, streets gets blazed up
Until a nigga find my dough and pays up
I lays up fuck, 'till my days up
Doggy style, so bitch don't fuck my ways up
Come on
Repeat 1
Yo, Yo
Yo, If you gonna hit niggaz girl, just expect niggaz to hit your girl
And that's it
112 help me say?
Chorus:
She got with you and
She already had me
Why would she cheat on you
Why would she cheat on you
She got with you and
She already had me
Why would she cheat on you
Why would she cheat on you
Verse One: Mase
Mase, come on
If I'm in the streets or I'm in my jeep
And I wit my peep, ex know not to speak
See it's all good, and it's all sweet
All women flirt, all women cheat
So I might spend a week down in Virginia Beach
Out of inner sheets blaze plenty freaks
Be the bad boy everybody wanna meet
Practice what I preach, never caught when I cheat
If I didn't work late, I say I was wit my peeps
And quick to tell a hoe, yo I didn't get the beep
And all these girls is quite the same
So it ain't your pencil, it's how you write your name
Chorus
Verse Two: Lil' Cease
Ain't nobody hotter than the jam, dam dada
Been around the world with girls at Ramada
Never been the wanted chick, lotta scotta, protta
And yo when Cease got a girl he gotta
Though I love to get a girl that keep her doobie fly
39 in my Benz them niggaz and super size them
Girl talk slick but I see through the lies
You don't got TV, what you mean who am I
If I knew what you knew, you wouldn't be givin the pearls
If you know that she cheat why you live with the girl
Have your cats come live in my world
Cause you couldn't picture another nigga hittin your girl
Chorus
Verse Three: Jay-Z
Is it because my game is stronger, name last longer
On the brain like a whole eighth became
Chicks out mesmerize rub up on they tetas
Like push up bras, who you dealin with ma, jigga
You know the rawest, ice is flawless baby
Nice is lawless, recite for ballest
And I fools y'all fake players every time
Cause you only hit chicks that you think is mine
You know I paid his due, but I'm unfatable
Mommi screamin pappi can I skate wit you
They wanna ride wit me, stay fly wit me
Wanna help me get rid of my rivalries
Wanna be the ebony to my ivory
But I'm straight though, thanks ma, I only chase doe
We can lay for tonight but in the mornin
I get Shirley Murrdock, I hope your door slam lock, I'm gone
Chorus
Yo, you can't think you gonna be cheatin and the girl ain't gonna cheat
Just like you cheat, they could cheat
And the award goes to...
The pretty boy himself
Mase
Let's hear it for Mase
And Harlem World
Harlem World
Where is he?
Is he coming up?
Is he here?
Are we gonna have to accept the award for him?
Is he coming up?
OK, there he is
There he is
Come on up here
Mase
Alright, congratulations Mase
Hey yo, we did it nigga, what
I wanna give shouts to my niggas uptown the X
My nigga's in BK
My nigga's in Beamore, Ho!
My nigga's all over
My nigga's in Texas, LA....
Yo, yo, dog, can I talk?
It is my award, right?
Yo, I didn't really come up here wit no list
Cuz I wasn't sure if nigga was gonna jerk me again
But.. you know, yeah
For a long time, you knowumsayin'?
Me and B been wanting this award and shit
Could y'all be quiet on the top?
But anyway, you know
The niggas I wanted to see me get this award
They ain't even here so..
I don't even know half these nigga's on the stage right now
These ain't even my same nigga's, B
These nigga's are suckin' dick
And on the real B, I don't even want this award
Nah, he right though, he right
I ain't spose to be up here and all that but
Fuck me, I wanted to shout my nigga's out
Yo, Mase, word up
This Mase, what up?
Yo Mase I'ma make this short and to the point
I'm a fan of yours, you know, my kids like you, they dance to you
You know we like what's goin on wit you
All I'm sayin is don't give my girl your number no more
What?
Don't give my girl your number no more man
Who your girl B?
Listen man listen
You wild easy to get son, you know what I'm saying
I've been to jail twice man and I'm not scared
and I love and I want go back
You understand what I'm saying?
So, don't give my girl your number no more man
Come on B wit all that yo
When the smoke clears man, Puff Daddy
and all them niggaz you runnin with man
They ain't gonna be there man and niether will you man
So I'ma close it off like that bee you know what I'm sayin
Whatever B
I'ma leave it like that son
What, what
What, what, what
(H-World)
What, what, what
(All Out)
What, what, what, what, what
(Take it back to the streets, mutha fucka)
What, what, what, what, what
Yo, this for my niggas in the streets
(What what what what)
Foreign cars and the jeeps
(What what what what)
Make about a fuckin' million in a week
(What what what what)
When I can't forget that we all still street
Yo, yo
You know a nigga that's sniffin', that's always in the kitchen
Bagin' shit up, there's always something missin'
A nigga that's speeding, bound to have a collision
Bound to be in prison, or bound to pop a mission
So if you got dogs, nigga, let 'em go
If a mob fuckin' truck right, let 'em know
We got the same guns that you got, but better though
And next time we in some shit nigga, you will know
See I'm pushed to the point that I put something down
And I stand over your head, like look at you now
And the kids in the parks start lookin' around
Like, "Mommy come here, look, look, look what we found"
Wit' me it's more intense, nigga
So if you ain't goin' hard, stay on the bench, nigga
And you know when I come, I leave no prints nigga
And when you die, it won't be at my expense nigga
Nigga, nigga
- Yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
You talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your home
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
You leave a thug wit' a hoe and you think you on the low
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
Yo, yo
Not only do I know the rights, I know the wrongs
Mo' money, mo' bitches, yeah, you know the song
And if you claim you a nigga that know me long
And you should know I'mma die with my Rolley on
I ain't no punk, I ain't no chump, I ain't no whimp
Ain't got no cane, ain't got no ming, ain't got no limp
Money exempt, instead you niggas are blimp
And every bitch in every state know Mase is the pimp
See I'm unlike the ones who fail you, when I know where you
Live, I'mma send my kid to take care of you
I'll bring it to my man if he try to spare you
I'd tie something up if I wanted to scare you
Make it where your own shadow won't stand near you
And they send the trauma unit to come repair you
Now there you are nigga, in the fuckin' reservoir
With your Bentley, we don't give a fuck about your car
Who you are
Yo, yo
You can't never love a man so much you can't doubt him
Let him know certain shit you gotta do without him
And if ya got guns, don't leave home without it
You gon' kill a man, there's ways to go about it
See I never kill a man, and I do it vainly
I won't ever let a mutha fucka know I'm angry
Cuz when I get caught and they come arraign me
It be a surprise witness that come to hang me
I figure, if I'mma do it, I'mma do it my way
Set 'em on Sunday, have 'em by Friday
Then Sunday, I'mma meet 'em on the highway
See where his exit is and keep it movin'
Monday I'm off the exit
All I wanna find out is where the complex is
And by Tuesday I'm sittin' in the complexes
All I wanna find out is where the address is
And by Wednesday, it just so happen you get shot in the knee
A nigga tried to run away and dropped the key
Now you in the hospital, not critical
Frontin', makin' a scene, bring the whole block wit' you
Friday hit and you ain't got no clique wit' you
Need somebody help you with your leg, got your bitch wit' chu
Soon as you get home and put the key in the door
Yo, I be that young fly fellow, got thorough
Down for denaro, hit everything in the Triburo
And I'm the newest member of the Bad Boy team
And I'mma bring this nigga Puff mad more C.R.E.A.M.
With hooks galore, leave this city shook for short
And I'mma take 'em back where Biggie took 'em before
You stay a playa'
Since you can't stay up with the Pope
And stick to what you do best, stick to wearin' coke
You lookin' for excuses, ways to say you're broke
Can't keep a whip, cuz you can't pay the note
Fuck the side, I'm waiting for you on top, Mercedes drop
Black 380's cops, 'till the day I get knocked
All I ask when I die, dress me fly and neatly
And brush my waves so I'm handsome when the bitches greet me
Word from the wise, niggas jerk pies, we hurt them guys
Bust lead, to skin they head and leave them circumcised
So how you wanna settle this?
Rappin' or on some ghetto shit
We can do it yo way, with mics or with metal shit
Niggas wanna shout, I'mma make noise
Niggas run they mouth, I'mma break jaws
Mase is comin' out, we gon' take yours
Harlem World uptown baby, we make wars
Niggas wanna shout, I'mma make noise
Niggas run they mouth, I'mma break jaws
Mase is comin' out, we gon' take yours
Harlem World uptown baby, we make wars
Yo, yo before it's all over, lot of blood gon' be spilled
We ain't discriminatin' even thugs gon' be killed
We early inheritors , born into C.R.E.A.M
If a nigga' get sheist then we form as a team
Bullshit if you want and it be on for this C.R.E.A.M.
The weatherman don't even know the storm I'mma bring
But yo, I'm not the man with whom you interact
So before you grab gatts to jack, remember that
You take dough from Mase, you might as well send it back
I got thugs everywhere, where you going spending that
When clicks come to brawl, everything I hit fall
Niggas play sick wid y'all, wit me they ain't sick at all
No matter how big or small, I get rid of ya'll
And shit I spit at y'all, come in one size fit all
Yo, yo if you think I'm on some sweet shit
Then won't you creep quick, I let the heat spit
Make a nigga "G" flick, classic criminal
Keep a gatt by my genitals, thugs love me
So don't get splashed for the minimal
We never vest up, be in a double breast tux
Plus keep a fresh cut, picture me getting lefts stuff
I let one lose, to show you I ain't the one do
And I ain't puffin' nuthin', make all my gun shoot
You let your gun loose, none o' 'em niggas gun proof
Watch them niggas drop, when I pop one in they sunroof
And we be lead bustin', leavin' niggas head gushin'
You niggas talkin' 'bout guns like you said something
I'll be lacin' 'em, hollow tips, I be wastin' 'em
That's what you faggots get, tryin' to fuck with Mase and 'em
Bad Boy, '97, front, there'll be none o' that
Hey whats up?
Yo I been tryin to call you all day man where you been?
Now it ain't like that he been wit me all day I been tryin to call you
Word, umm, really?
Yeah, I got the flowers you sent me to my job that was beautiful
You like that?
Yeah
Umm, cool, cool so umm
How was your day?
I mean it was kinda hard at the office today but I got by though
Hey, ok, lets go but I gotta go he comin upstairs
Oh word, oh alright ok cool
Hey...I love you
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
The love you need is already here (Put it in cruise control)
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
Why you wanna look for love in all the wrong places
I know you, better than you know yourself
And I hold you, higher than I hold myself
And what I told you, it was just to make you wealth
I try to mold you, but you keep goin for self
Uh, I had you on such a high pedastal
Did things for you, I said I'd never do
Gave you my hancock, it wasnt legible
And, the love we had, it was incredible
But, you know I had to move on I guess
Somethin was goin on, people was in my lawn
Talkin on the phone tellin me I did you wrong
And that was just not the norm
I see now everything you said, did you really mean?
Cause everything I said I still mean now
You can make a frown and all the cryin sounds
But this is how its goin down, I'm tellin you now
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there (What?)
The love you need is already here (why you keep foolin with him then?)
The love you need is already there (Man I can say whatever I want I'm a grown man)
When you need it, I'm gon' be there (You gon end up back wit me anyway)
Why you wanna look for love in all the wrong places
Tell me what you want from me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is somethin you could have for years
Tell me what you want from me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is somethin you could have for years
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
The love you need is already here
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
Why you wanna look for love in all the wrong places
Aint it funny how honeys now
Tryin to find love in the club
Good girl wit a thug and its makin me bug
They the ones who wanna lose they life
And be wit somebody that'll do them right
Put yellow in they ear, put pink in they wrist
No worldly man would ever think of this
When I'm gone you'll make a wish
You'll dream all the days you could think of this
I only wanted to make sure that you had everything I got
Make sure that you had everything thats hot
Since I got it all you could even have
Mansion wit a lab put somethin in your bag
Dont let me, be the one to hold you up
But go tell him, its over now the time is up
Now you know I got a message to the world
I ain't here to mess wit your girl you can relax
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
The love you need is already here
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there (I tell you what, love don't act like that)
Why you wanna look for love in all the wrong places
(I'm tellin you now love don't act like that)
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
The love you need is already here
The love you need is already there
When you need it, I'm gon' be there
Hey yo, dogs, for real?
I'm yo' man but you got the address up
Cuz now you got chicks talk' "What the fuck"
"What the fuck", "what the fuck"
You know somebody swung on me & cut me?
(Come on come on come on)
You know somebody pulled a gun on me or robbed me?
(Come on come on come on)
Is they stoppin' my money? (Hell no)
(Come on come on come on)
Then it ain't no problem here
(Come on come on come on)
C'mon I ain't wit that man
(Yeah, what, what)
Just throw my B back on
Yo, yo, yo
You know my mission ain't complete
'Till I hit the city with a 600 Jeep
Hardest nigga from All Out you wanna meet
Hash in the dash with heat under the seat
Chased Kate 52 states straight
But still ain't nothin' sweet
I took a year off to let the young nigga's eat
Everybody wit' me want bucks
Walk around platinum linked up
With money like Brink trucks
Shit get too hot? Puff, put the minks up
Come back in the summertime like fuck it, it's summertime
All Out tattoo's over wife beaters
Get mail Branson, never buy reefer
Bentley five seater, it's all for real
First rapper to close down a mall with a mil'
The clothes, the hoes, the cars that flaunt
Plus the money so I'm on nigga one
Talk to me
If you don't fuck with me
Like I don't fuck with you
It ain't much for us to talk about
Cuz you don't fuck with me (Yo, yo, yo, yo)
And you know I don't fuck with you
So all I can say (uh uh)
Is stay out my way
Don't take much to wake up, taped up
Fuck the district, I live in Jacob
Hit a nigga, bitch nigga, kiss and made up
See me without Puff, try to get your weight up, uh
Ain't nuttin' between you and me
And on the real, nuttin' you could do wit me
I got cash that'll fund your leave
You'll pull that hoodie over your head
And put five in your Ceasar
Doubt me now and die a believer
Run and catch bullets like a wide receiver
When the war's on, put your gloves and your Gore's on
Teflon hard hat nigga, put it all on
Beef no more that's what other nigga's for
I got a fam' that love to go to war
Love to get locked up, love pickin' the odds up
Love not comin' home, love to be boxed up
I'm from a town where kids could pop up
Little punks in garbage bags, body all chopped up
I'll come and run your block, knowin' you got popped up
Arms are rocked up, Bentley wit' the top up
Uh, you don't stop, come on
What, what, what
Yeah yeah yeah what what what
You don't like me nigga? (What the fuck?)
You wanna fight me nigga? (Huh? huh?)
Stop frontin' nigga (You frontin' nigga)
Yo, one, two, three, four
Everybody on the floor
You see grams, I'mma see craters
By the time you see land I'mma see acres
Drop another CD just to see paper
And before you see me you'll see the maker
All I see is more chances, more advances
More houses, no spouses, more beaches
Wild thugs around me and no leechin'
When they gun's out playa, there'll be no reachin'
Ballin' in Dirty South wit' no creases
And all I see is more F-in' iced out Jesus pieces
The rock over Sean John fleeces
You never love the money like we love it
Pay the chick sucka, and let her teeth touch it
All Out
Bad Boy forever
The Movement
Uh, yeah, yeah
Shit is crazy, yo
(I feel you though, nigga)
Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's
It'd be them same nigga's
(You are the same nigga, though)
Same nigga that couldn't get the deal
Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal
(You ain't changed a bit)
Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame
'Fore you judge me feel my pain
You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign
You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range
Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change
Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same
So who cares if they beg to differ
When all them nigga's that beg to differ
Is cokeheads and sniffers
Take me for example, least I made it
You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it
By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated
When you me, everything you do get exaggerated
You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out
Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out
As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out
Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without
Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from
Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from
I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from
Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from
Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis
Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick
You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit
Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga
- We might be from a different hood
But we the same nigga's
(That's just the way it is)
Don't be thinkin' shit all good
It be them same nigga's
Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas
Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's
(Some things will never change)
It be them same nigga's
Man, regardless how you feel
(It's the way it is)
It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed
Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's
Them same nigga's
That's why I don't fuck wit niggas
I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home
Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown
But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps
Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat
'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th
Asked you for dough and you said "no" dead in my face
But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'
All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'
Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers
And same nigga's had no heart is now killers
Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist
But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this
But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me
Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me
Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me
I talk to them but they don't talk back to me
I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you
And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you
I can't ask "Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?"
So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?
Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right
As long as when we all brawl we all fight
I'm under nigga's hoses like roses
Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man
Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight
Just call my bluff and it be on tonight
I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm
Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom
Blink sayin', "That ain't you wit a gat in your palm"
But Blink, it's either that or be harmed
So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh
Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death
So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best
But I would never wanna wish her my stress
Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh
They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass
So I drink a tall glass before I spaz
Then I take it like a man and let it all pass
I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me
I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me
Then they wonder why I want no family
What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from
And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year
A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair
Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear
You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear
So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts
If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that
They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat
But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back
Them same nigga's
Them same nigga's
Them same nigga's
Them same nigga's
That's why I don't fuck wit niggas
It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?
You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal
He think that that shit come with Rollies
And they come wit' Benz's
Come with Bentleys and houses and shit
Hmm, yeah
The year is 1997
The place: New York, New York, big city of dreams
Harlem U.S.A., hundred and tenth street, 1-25th, 8th Avenue
7th Avenue, Lenox, Polo Grounds, Hundred 45th street, Hundred
12th street, Hun' 35th street
This is the birthplace, of that nigga, they call Mase
This is where he resides at
This is his world
Harlem World
And this is his story
A story of... life, death, sex, drugs, happiness
Jealousy, envy, reality
This is his world... Harlem World...
Harlem World...
No one expected the unexpected (uh uh)
Nawumsaying?
Something real, something you could feel (that's right)
Straight from the Suave House (Bad Boy)
Representing (no doubt)
Put a little soul in here
And we don't stop
No one has to ask who be actin' bad
Eightball and MJ pimpin' G be all up in that ass
From Memphis Tenn, around the world and than back again
Make non-rappin' weak MC's go home practicing
I flip a Benz, will Lorenzo play and plenty Benjamins
Low key, plenty ends makes plenty friends
Baby, I got all the herbs that I need to chief
Smoke up a pound and leave you bitch niggas in disbelief
Inhale the smoke and every word I wrote came out dope
Not like that crack, I being lyrical dope above tracks
Not sayin' I won't pull the Rueger and put hollow to ya
Have yo mama on her knees screamin' Hallelujeh
Lay it down playa, Suave House, Bad Boy, Fat Boy
And her friends the Rat-A-Tat boy
Matter of fact boy, this is not a act boy
The player way, keep the player makin' stacks boy
- Everything that I do be all about the loot
I been kickin' up dust in my Polo boots
Gettin' blowed on the droll, takin' smoke up my nose
I give the world to a woman, but I don't love hoes
I'm a player, baby and don't you forget
You need to get with it, let me hit it and split it
In the bed, on the floor, hot tub, everyday
The player way, the player way
Now on, on, break o' dawn, can't stop, I'm too hot
Look shit, my niggas rock, hype man be in the drop
Me no care if the B's be tinted, you won't see me in it
'Less there's TV's in it
I can tell by the way you talk and the way you chit-chat
You foul and if you had styles you wouldn't get back
You thinkin' you invincible, you ain't hard to get at
I know everywhere you go, everywhere you live at
I be wanna click-clack and you be ready to get back
I be ready to go to war, you ain't gon' be with that
You be the same cat that I run up on and spit at
Bleedin' all crazy and don't know where you hit at
I'm dead up, niggas doin' drama better shut up, I'm fed up
Know for my Roley I was set up
I can't let up, you in some shit that don't concern you
Send a bullet through your thermal, you know crazy
I've been waiting 20 minutes baby
Now drop yo drawers
And do something outstandin' with yo jaws
After all this waitin' I can see clean through yo forehead
You mo' said than done, give mo' head than some
Throw my jacket down in the puddle, hell no
If you don't know a pimp, somebody besta tell y'all
Yeah the women say it's good to have a confidant
But yet and still they give it up to pimps, once a month
See a lot of these pimp lovers, they took they K-man
Front like they real and hold a fake in
You wastin' the time
Serious ballas and ready hoes, got da women walkin'
Dibs on da strip with steady toes
As I pull up, cranking is thinking the bigger fat, natural expertise
Plenty money workin' for G and whoever next to me
And I ain't gonna rest till we made a statement
Uh, the world is back, World War II
Harlem World be the clique
Any nigga don't like it, he's a dick, nigga
Shit we 'bout to do is the illest shit ever seen,
This what family mean, nigga
I'm only tryin' to get my dough right
Still I'm labeled as a lowlife because I ass bet when I roll dice
Put my dick up in yo' wife, raw dog
Now we got a son on the way, the call yours, I ignore laws
Break rules, break tombs, take jewels, make moves
We don't get along wit' them fake dudes
Drivin' me bizerk on beats I burst
Only thug you know to bring the heat to church (All Out)
The streets is cursed, I'm eatin' first
Had these hoes like, he's the worst
My peeps is thirst', release the curse or get smacked
Better run and get your man even though he don't react
When the gun is in his hand
Better have a team we gon' bit through
Mad crews even got your moms screamin'
"Them dudes is bad news"
And if you touched us
It can't happen, his hands is the only thing your man's clappin'
Don't understand rappin', wanna flow I call it foolishness
You know how many tunes I grip? To pay dues and shit
Check the rules of this, we bruise your clique
Since your girl can't refuse the dick
You abuse the bitch, could loose your chips
And who you wit'?
(All Out)
Ghetto crucifix, we O.T. movin' bricks
What, what, what
(All Out, All Out)
(All Out, All Out, All Out)
Family if we blow? We blowin' together
And if we gotta go? We goin' together
And if we get dough? We get it together
And messin' wit' All Out? You cats know better
Now family if we blow, we blowin' together
And if we gotta go, we goin' together
And if we get dough, we get it together
And fuckin' wit' All Out, you cats know better
Yo, how can I trust you when I don't even trust myself
Sometimes I wanna get guns and bust myself
Put a knife on my wrist and cut myself
No wife, no bitch, I'll nut myself
My lust for wealth makes me say fuck my health
So when I die, respect me when I'm gone
But while I'm alive, correct me when I'm wrong
My life, I'm projecting in my songs
But let me move on
Half this side of guards ran wit' Cardan
Thinkin' I'm a god soon gotta sweep that la Loon
Harlem World baby, say that name forever
Game cheddar as long as we stay together
Range your bet on, nigga act up, aim your Berrettas
Cuz for that money son, I'mma slam whoever, out whatever
You try to stop our reign of terror
You're guarenteed to fAll Out, fuckin' wit' All Out
Family if we blow? We blowin' together
And if we gotta go? We goin' together
And if we get dough? We get it together
And messin' wit' All Out? You cats know better
Now family if we blow, we blowin' together
And if we gotta go, we goin' together
And if we get dough, we get it together
And fuckin' wit' All Out, you cats know better
What, the only shit you niggas poppin' is the shit that you talk
Get the fuck out the whip now bitch, you can walk
Wit' the sunroof cracked, yo' I'm twistin' it up
Pitchin' it up, I think it was the cris' in the car
Twenties of hydro, tie ho, duck me for five-oh
I drive 'till my eyes close
Me and like five hoes and Bugsy, Domma
Gatt for the drive-by, ride by the la-las, sayin' goodbye, ha
It's Indo, bounce the smoke through the window
Then pearl straight ice grill, my brim low
Tint those big lips while y'all spit phlegm out
O.D. is still mo'
Remote throw the 'em out the belly of the beast
We put bellies on streets, tellies and tellies in suites
Throw my stellies on creep, I'm heavy on jewels
Hey, my niggas havin' yo' fool come back twice
It's nice and I can belly you for mo'
Family if we blow? We blowin' together
And if we gotta go? We goin' together
And if we get dough? We get it together
And messin' wit' All Out? You cats know better
Now family if we blow, we blowin' together
And if we gotta go, we goin' together
And if we get dough, we get it together
And fuckin' wit' All Out, you cats know better
Family if we blow? We blowin' together
And if we gotta go? We goin' together
And if we get dough? We get it together
And messin' wit' All Out? You cats know better
Now family if we blow, we blowin' together
And if we gotta go, we goin' together
And if we get dough, we get it together
And fuckin' wit' All Out, you cats know better
Family if we blow? We blowin' together
And if we gotta go? We goin' together
And if we get dough? We get it together
And messin' wit' All Out? You cats know better
Now family if we blow, we blowin' together
And if we gotta go, we goin' together
And if we get dough, we get it together
And fuckin' wit' All Out, you cats know better
Yeah,
Here we go one more time,
For all you ballers and ballette's out there,
The saga continues,
We took a little break,
But we back now,
It's our turn now
The first up to bat,
Is that nigga... They call... MASE
Yeah, you heard me right... MASE
Yeah, and if you don't believe it,
Double Up motherfuckers
Yo, yo check it, when we go in to see the nigga, B
just say it, B. That's all you gotta do wit this nigga
Oh man that's, that's more your man than mine
Yo, why the fuck you can't just say what you
said you was gon' say when you seen him on Saturday.
And you saw him and you still ain't say it and it's goin' on
Sunday, though.
Man you tell him half, I'll tell him the other half
What the deal?
Whassup my nigga, got your gomez, me and Trey here.
Yo, y'all still on the corner, huh?
Whassup man?
Nigga don't look right clean, right?
This nigga don't smoke no more.
Hard to tell, huh?
Yeah, I'm aight.
Ok, so let's rip your pockets open. What's the deal?
You know I'm gettin' married and all that, right?
Word?
Yeah, (to Mase) Now you definitely gotta tell him)
Fuck you mean I could tell him?
One of y'all better tell me, come on, whassup?
Mase, you gotta tell me, hit me I'll fuck y'all niggas up if y'all don't
tell me.
Yo check it, You know shorty got a trick, not a trick
but you know, it's a trip that, that you know, we was watchin'
We was coming out the club and shorty was getting out the car
With money that we ain't shottin' at on 18th street
What shorty? Not my shorty. The one
I'm gettin' married to?
The shorty you gettin' married to.
Fuck that bitch, yo.
Wasn't gon' marry her anyway, you know? I'm just tellin' her dreams,
you know me.
Little devil.
Oh, man.
Word B, fuck that bitch, though.
If *you* say it, fuck that bitch.
NOT MY FUCKIN' SHORTY, NOT MY FUCKIN', FUCKIN' BITCH
Y'ALL CRAZY MAN, Y'ALL MOTHA' FUCKERS IS CRAZY
You what's wrong with you, dog?
Hey i juss wanna see you doin good
From the first day i met you, i knew you was special
You had lot of drama but i used to protect you
When you was nieve, yo i could not let you
Do a lot of things, so i had to correct you
You thinkin if you juss went left, instead of right
Right now what would your life be like
And me, you know i love the good life
And you, i know you hate the hood life
I watch you, as you turn and turn
And burn and burn from all your decisions
You could be a christian, rich somewhere
But you aint tru to listen, so get somwhere
Itz never to late til itz to late, right now,
You is wit me, you be livin in a new state
Ridin around with new plates, livin in a new place
But you couldnt tell your crew, wait
I wanna go back to the days
You used to say when you were lovin me
And i was lovin you
I wanna go
Cuz i would do many things so differently
Baby me and you, would still be together
Wanna go back to the days
You know i see you on the beach, feed her rose petals
I tell you the truth, but then you wanna go settle
A girl, like you is on another whole level
Try to move you out that hood, but you scared to leave the ghetto
I told you, anything you say you can have it
With me, i always spend a million on my fabric
Establish and lavage, karats since i have it
Im married, and i dont mean i want you looking average
I thought you known that, take you where your zone at
Peeps, in the street talkin like they own that
I talk truth, but they only want facts
When you wanna do right, you know where your homes at
I tell you wadel lennex, that mean wait a minute
Bracelet tennis, face then you finish
And just because you're not my girl
That doesnt mean you alone in this world
I wanna go back to the days
You used to say when you were lovin me
And i was lovin you
I wanna go
Cuz i would do many things so differently
Baby me and you, would still be together
Wanna go back to the days
Im in love with a girl named Twyla
Im in love with a girl from mississippi named Twyla
Im in love with a girl named Twyla
Im in love with a girl named Twyla Betha
Twyla Betha, i said Twyla Betha, Twyla Betha
You know im in love
Im in love with a girl named Twyla
Im in love with a girl from mississippi named Twyla
I wanna go back to the days
You used to say when you were lovin me
And i was lovin you
I wanna go
Cuz i would do many things so differently
Baby me and you, would still be together
Wanna go back to the days
Im in love with a girl named Twyla
Im in love with a girl from mississippi named Twyla
Im in love with a girl named Twyla
Im in love with a girl named Twyla Betha
Twyla Betha, i said Twyla Betha, Twyla Betha
You know im in love
Im in love with a girl named Twyla
Im in love with a girl from mississippi named Twyla
I wanna go back to the days
Uh, uh, come on
Yeah, yeah, come on
Yeah, here we go
They tried to imbed it in my brain and said I never change
Even when they need the anthem, they gon' say the name
With the Bentley or the Phantom, you ain't said a thing man
It ain't wordy plus it ain't dirty
Multi-millionare and ain't thirty
Anything out there, smooth and basic
Tennin' up, came from the school of Mason
You know what's up, even my Jews await this
You would be a fool to hate this
I came from a school of atheists, and still the same flow
Wrist looking like a rainbow and I know
It's better now, when you get rich, you wanna settle down
Full speed ahead, we on the pedal now
When it came man, you know I was never around
When the harm came, you know I was never found
But if I go, as you call, I can let 'em down
I know, I don't really do the weed in hydro
I don't really do the freaks as I hold
I know, I owe
I know, I don't really do the weed in hydro
I don't really do the freaks as I hold
I know, I owe
I wanna coach like new rap, pull out the plays
Like X's and O's, Crow 2's, protect my flows
I deal with ice and furs like Eskimos
Ya'll seen me high, ya'll seen me low
Ya'll seen me fly and ya'll seen me broke
Ya'll heard the beat but I brought the flow
I seen the goal, when nobody wanna know
You married now, what'chu mean? Ooh ma ma
Really in mind I'm like, ooh nah nah
I got millions watchin', I can't go left
'Cause if I do, then they go deaf
You know your man Tyson ain't been the same since Indiana
And Kobe ain't been the same since Colorado
Aaliyah, Left Eye, they brought lots of sorrow
Me and myself, I'm a hard act to follow
I know you type you gonna stop tommorrow, uhh
I know, I don't really do the weed in hydro
I don't really do the freaks as I hold
I know, I owe
I know, I don't really do the weed in hydro
I don't really do the freaks as I hold
I know, I owe
Change the scenery, ya'll ain't seen the enemy
No dro and Hennessy, I don't need the energy
Save this energy, fo real the entity
Back in the industry, just to let the sinners see
Meaning me and they treat me like the enemy
Yes, ya'll remember me but now it's like ten of me
They cloned me, it's like everybody owned me
Cuda tried to phone me but God already warned me
Feel alone, I feel like the only
All eyes on him, to tell me why they on me
I gotta eat, I gotta live, I gotta ride
I gotta teach, I gotta preach, I gotta tithe
So I need my money, right, right now
The realest thing in the world is in my life right now
I had to switch it up, kick it up, like, like, like now
I get the word, I put this mic right down, you write that down
I know, I don't really do the weed in hydro
I don't really do the freaks as I hold
I know, I owe
I know, I don't really do the weed in hydro
I don't really do the freaks as I hold
I know, I owe
I know, I don't really do the weed in hydro
I don't really do the freaks as I hold
I don't regret nothing that I have ever done
At this point I don't owe nobody an explanation
Man, they love you when you up
Kick you when you down
Look around, VH1 man, where are they down
Life is amusing, nobody like to see you cruising
But everybody like to see you losing
So I stop despise, on top of lies
And if it prophesied I'll be ostracized
And one day, I lost my rhodium on the day I hit the podium
Now I'm back on top and salty like sodium
A gift to this world man, wrap me with a ribbon
Why do you look for a dead among the living
Some thought I was crazy, some thought I was dissing
Some said I was lazy, some said I was different
I was so loaded, that everybody floated
But once I got the notice then I got focused
And then I saw the motive, so everybody rode it
So I did the way wrote it and live it the way I quote it, come on
Gotta survive in this life that's being given to me
When it seems that the world keeps crushing on me
When I'm down at the back, just keep it real
Gotta survive, gotta survive
Gotta survive in this life that's being given to me
So I try and I try to be really true
When it seems that the world keeps crushing on me
Gotta survive, gotta survive
Hold up, trying to tell me what I'm not
Pull up in the 'Bach, now I'm all of the sudden hot
Now they want to stop just to look at what I got
Thought they want my home man, left me out to rot
So I had to make it on my own, take it on my own
I wanted out the hood I had to 'scape it on my own
Believe me now, it's easy now
'Cause everybody see me now and I'm on TV now
But it started out with low budget
Then I took it around the world the folks love it
In the beginning man, my life it was so rugged
But now I shine like a gold nugget, 'cause I made the most of it
I know how you feeling man, I was weary
Some days I used to sit there, my eyes all teary
Thinking to myself, do anybody hear me
Now I know, you making it out is not a theory, come on
Gotta survive in this life that's being given to me
When it seems that the world keeps crushing on me
When I'm down at the back, just keep it real
Gotta survive, gotta survive
Gotta survive in this life that's being given to me
So I try and I try to be really true
When it seems that the world keeps crushing on me
Gotta survive, gotta survive
I've been laughed at, talked about, ridiculed
But I got a Bentley and I'm still not a bitter dude
And you know it's not coincidence, that me and you is not so intimate
I can't fake, I don't shake, I don't break
I don't lose, I don't use, I don't groove
I never lacked and I'm never going back
I'm nothing you ever sorrow
I'm telling you that I'm immortal
Gotta survive in this life that's being given to me
When it seems that the world keeps crushing on me
When I'm down at the back, just keep it real
Gotta survive, gotta survive
Gotta survive in this life that's being given to me
So I try and I try to be really true
When it seems that the world keeps crushing on me
Gotta survive, gotta survive
Got to, got to survive
Keep your head held high
Got to, got to survive
Keep your head to the sky
Got to, got to survive
We can make it every time
Got to, got to survive
Gotta survive, gotta survive
Gotta survive in this life that's being given to me
(Yeah)
When it seems that the world keeps crushing on me
When I'm down at the back, just keep it real
(You know there is nothing in this world)
Gotta survive, gotta survive
(That could separate me)
Gotta survive in this life that's being given to me
(From what I believe
So I try and I try to be really true
(from what I've achieved)
When it seems that the world keeps crushing on me
(All of this is because of him)
Gotta survive, gotta survive
(And I'm telling you now)
Gotta survive in this life that's being given to me
(As much as you all don't want to hear this)
When it seems that the world keeps crushing on me
(I could do nothing to myself)
When I'm down at the back, just keep it real
Gotta survive, gotta survive
(It's all through him, it's all through him)
Gotta survive in this life that's being given to me
(So all around the world)
So I try and I try to be really true
(You don't even know success)
When it seems that the world keeps crushing on me
(Until you know him)
Gotta survive, gotta survive
Uh uh
Get Money all over again
Get Money all over again
Get Money all over again
Get Money all over again
'99, Double Up, uh uh
Yo, when you look in my eyes, what chu see?
A sincere man or just a bunch of G
Why second guess, the brotha would last
They took a whole clique from the George and the Ave'
The booties in Aruba, boats and hoover crafts
So if Biggie could love the dough, Murda could love the cash
Butter Benz, gave the Tahoe to my other half
If she got the Benz then guess what mami have
Why dread it, tell the waiter too much ice in the crib
Blink's so drunk, he think we singing "Nights Like This"
He say when he grow up he want a life like this
Sleep all day and plus you want ice like this?
While girls throwin' head I ain't even touch dice
I ain't trust Don King, how my trust Mike?
I date bull daggers, ain't I don't trust Dykes
Need a cleaner nina, cuz they don't bust right
I ain't stingy, when everybody see the plush life
Buy rims before the benz so I look just right
Girls love me try to get the girls that love Mike
All I need is cup of Kool-Aid, I got enough ice
All I ever wanted was you for me
Cuz that nigga who I'm with don't give a fuck about me
And all I ever wanted was to be there for you
Cuz that girl who you with don't give a fuck about you
You unhappy, and I can see it when you cry
You look like your life has just been minimized
I ain't your man, I'm your man on the side
You just call me when you plan to slide
And if you ever feel like you wanna creep
All you gotta do is just give me a beep
Only way I won't call you back less I'm asleep
Gettin' my money or layin' it wit' a piece
We hit the block, shop alot
She see her man, but she don't wanna drop the top
And you know that don't really mean a thing to me
Can't no girl ever run game with me
You know Mase, got alot of places to be
Spots in Ohio, kick in NC
And I be wit older dudes and know the rules
So if a man pick up I know what code to use
If you cheat on me, I'mma cheat on you
If you don't speak of me, I won't speak of you
I'll tell you now, we wait about a week or two
Then I know what we could do
We could just get our food and stay in
Cuz people on the block is hatin'
They know your man and know we datin'
So we gotta do this just to stay friends
(OK) Amen
I lay back, I zone
You say that it's on
Then the girl try to snatch the phone
Uh, uh
It was the middle of June, me and my grandmama
Had some free time, flew to Panama
I was playin' the bar, sippin' a Margarita
When this chick from Argentina, her name Armenita
She told me, "You could make some fast cash
You help me change my name from Vasquez to your name"
"Take me to your domain"
"Trick, you must be out yo' brain"
She said, "It's no game, my pops got tons of cocaine
And you could have some if you get me on your plane"
I said, "Here the dealie, you sound silly
Think hard, there gotta be another way to get you a green card"
Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby
"Rosalie, you don't know who I suppose to be
But whatever you wanna be you can come go wit' me"
Her last thoughts thinking I'mma get her a passport
"Whatever you need ma, just ask for"
Now she lunch meat, she look at J like she home free
"J, can you really get me in your country?"
"No lie, I can do whatever I mo' tie, so fly"
Mami started offering me chochas
Certainly the way she flirt wit' me
If I get her in the US she work for free
Though she nice to me, I'm runnin' twice the G
For the right price she could be a wife to me
Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby
Hey girl, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
But if you cross me, you lost me forever, baby
I got a girl out in Asia, name Malaysia
Who was a real bad chick that owns a bodega
She wanted me to save her and make her life greater
'Cuz her dad hates her and rapes her
She tried to get some paper
"When you wanna leave, I'mma take ya
In fact, pack ya things, I got a crib in Jamaica
Mami, mi casa a su casa
We could do the salsa so, que pasa?"
She said she had money but it was all in trust funds
But I could get a lump sum if I can get her through customs
"So bring the cake, we gon' swing outta state
I'mma make you dream when you awake"
Yo loon, sing the break, what?
Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby
In the middle of Nicaragua, met a mami named Talia
Weren't plain, then I caught a boat wit' this dumb dame
An immigrant, marry her, make her legitimate
Illiterate mess wit' Hud, she don't consider it
She said, "Pa, llevame contigo
Lean dough and I'mma pay yo' peoples"
This retard chick started looking at me hard
She gassed up thinkin' I'mma get her a green card
And she don't know that she ain't coming wit' me
And I don't stuck up for some hundreds of G's
And while I see her standing there lookin' around
Huddy took the money, slid outta town, what? Uh?
Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby
Hey girl, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
But if you cross me, you lost me forever, baby
I mean this
Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby
Hey girl, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
But if you cross me, you lost me forever, baby
I mean this
Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby
Hey girl, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
But if you cross me, you lost me forever, baby
I mean this
Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
I told them I was gonna give them a call on the phone
Nigga I'ma get them on the phone, tell you they bad though
Put on your clothes nigga, we might have to go out there
Aight, it's rining, let me do the talkin
Let me put you on the phone
Hello?
Hello, can I speak to Julie?
Speaking
Julie, you remember my man you was askin for last night?
Yeah
Yeah, I got him here with me. He's sittin right next to me
You got Ma$e?
Yeah I'ma put him on the phone
Becky, pick up the phone
Yeah, tell Becky to pick up the phone
Hello?
Hi Becky
Hi, how are you?
I'm fine, how are you?
Fine
Aight, so Becky & Julie, I'd like you to meet Ma$e.
Ma$e?
Ma$e?
Yeah, what up?
Oh my God
This isn't really Ma$e.
It's Ma$e.
This is Ma$e
Oh my God
Where you at?
No I'm at Harlem World
125th Street, Apollo?
Yeah
Where all the abandon buildings are?
Yeah
Oh cool
Welcome back, welcome back
Welcome back..
Weclome back (Oh! Oh!)
Yeah man, how you doin' (Come on, come on, come on)
You good? I know you like that (Yeah you good, you doin' good)
I know you like that (Oh!)
How long you been back man?
Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome back
I see the girls in the club, they gettin' wild for me
And all the pretty chicks all wanna smile at me
These rap cats man they all got they style from me
And if I ever seen them then they probably bow to me
And when this beat - drop I know they gon' lean
World debut, I know they gon' fiend
Everything, Mississippi to the Palm Springs
Girls from brunettes down to blonde queens
These young boys don't know what a don mean
I'm just a bad boy gone clean
I'm the diamond chain choker, always remain sober
Don't drink liquor and all the games over
Need a plane, I explain it to my broker
Three bots in the hood top down, it ain't nova (My homie)
You know there's more man where that come from
Me and Kunta Love rollin' back to back in one
See the names have all changed since I been around
But the game ain't the same since I left out
Ooh you know we need ya, ooh you know we need ya
Right here's where we need ya, right here's where we need ya
Welcome back..
Welcome back, welcome back, that thug's back (You know you like that)
Welcome back, welcome back, Harlem's back (You know you like that)
You know you like that
Welcome back, welcome back, that thug's back (You know you like that)
You know you like that
Welcome back, welcome back, Harlem's back (You know you like that)
See I rep the most high, still I'm the most fly
I win so much, they wanna know who I'm coached by
Everyday approached by chicks when I was on top
Wanna give me sosa, but I'm like don't try
I see the hisses and the disses when I go by
But see the misses on my wristses when I float by
Self control, and I can't tell you no lie
Tryin' to find a soulmate, you end up being so tired
I make my money man without the coca
Livin' the vida without the loca
I'm down south so they show me country love
And I ain't even country thug
The people give me daps and hugs, so it must be love
And I love the country grub
It feel good to hear people singing welcome back
And I ain't even sellin' the track, cause I'm that Harlem cat
See the names have all changed since I been around
But the game ain't the same since I left out
Ooh you know we need ya, ooh you know we need ya
Right here's where we need ya, right here's where we need ya
Welcome back..
Welcome back, welcome back, that thug's back (You know you like that)
Welcome back, welcome back, Harlem's back (You know you like that)
You know you like that
Welcome back, welcome back, that thug's back (You know you like that)
You know you like that
H-world, keep dreaming
Keep working, working, don't stop
Keep working, working, don't stop!
I'm telling you woman
Why you calling me all day if you don't want nothing
If you keep calling me girl, then tell me something
I'm telling you know girl, to be with me ma
It's all or nothing, doing all that fronting
You're wasting my time
Uh, yo
I like the fact you're buggie
To wrapping you're doobie
The way you walk with big bags of Gucci
Forget just buying you rocks, of value block
Them things that you want to shop, I get in stock
And it don't stop there, hellicopter to the lear
M-X black kart, shopper of the year
Around the world and back, with no Visa
I get it so hot in here, it give you feaver
The watch that I'm wearing right now
Made in Genneiva, wavey low ceaser, navy four seater
Girls is snobby, money is my hobby
Cats want to rob me, coupes is wide bodied
So I'm like mami, move down a seat
Next thing I know, hat blew down the street
Never knew we could have life like this
So much dough, it'll put your life at risk
C'mon
- I'm telling you woman
Why you calling me all day if you don't want nothing
If you keep calling me girl, then tell me something
(Tell me something)
I'm telling you now girl, to be with me ma
Its all or nothing
(All or nothing)
Doing all that fronting, you're wastin my time
You know everybody loves a star
They love me up close, and love me from a far
Just got another car, matter of fact another "R"
You know my rims same color as the car
Though my life was hard, I made it look easy
You know that we be, out in D.C
Wit Jamal and Gee Gee, sipping fiegi
Rolling in a brand new Bently G.T
And besides, it's my pictures, I'm saved and I'm rich
Sitll the fly chicks see Mel my sidekick
Balling, just with a different calling
Sorry your tone, I speak this fallin
Christion Dior'n, 'til it gets boaring
Leary now, Verizon, can you hear me now
I'm not just on fire, I'm in the zone
By time you call the phone, I'm in a mall in Rome
Uh, uh!
Jesus, hear's my thesis
Used to want, now they need us
Everything in the club want to please us
Now I'm on T.V., more than Regis
We juss do it with a big budget
Like 9-1-1 wit the rubbish
I ain't got to go in the club to be discovered
Might not know what a thug is, but I know what love is
Love ain't weak, love ain't deep
And love wanna see you more than once a week
And love ain't cheap, love don't creap
Love ain't a freak, and love don't want to run the streets
And this is how we operate
Love is the oppisite of hate
And love is no demand
So you need to understand
It won't take your man
Its just a comand
C'mon
- I'm telling you woman
Why you calling me all day if you don't want nothing
If you keep calling me girl, then tell me something
(Tell me something)
I'm telling you now girl, to be with me ma
Its all or nothing, doing all that fronting
You're wastin my time
H-world, keep dreaming (You're wasting my time)
Keep working, working, don't stop
Keep working, working, don't stop (You're wasting my time)
Keep working, working, don't stop
Keep working, working, don't stop (You're wasting my time)
Keep working, working, don't stop
Chorus:
Do you really wanna hurt Mase?
Or do you really wanna make me cry?
Or is it really that you envy Mase?
Or you don't really wanna see me fly? (Repeat)
Now you don't wanna see me angry Ain't enough cops or cuffs to chain me Daised
or raiment KKK used to hang me Insane me Ya need ice picks to bang me Need
more than a straight jacket to restrain me Four more guns with my prints for
you to frame me and mame me Take a look you and look at us My dones don't fuss
Harlem World with a thrust Nigga you better hush I can miss out the cave
Niggaz still get touched And them little ones you bust ain't enough for us
Listen here, Mase'll make you disappear And ya mouth'll be the reason that ya
missed this year Man don't need ya You don't need me, I don't need you neither
That's why my Lex gone be a two seater And the things I do you, won't leave
you beautiful And though ya feelin' f@#$ me,
I'm feelin' mutual
Chorus
I'm the M to the A nigga dollar sign E Come around money if you ever tryin' to
find me I was Murder for six years, seen no cling from it Drop Murder off,
Mase woke up at Teen Summit My niggaz joke, niggaz broke, kill a laugh I got
power Make a guard give a mil in cash Like my money and yank us down, tax me
Actually, anything you got to ask me fax me I'm low Beamer dreamer, I'm a
Bentley man Car totally smashed threw up 50 grand How ya figure ya bigger when
Mase the nigga And every style I deliver come with much charisma Now get off
now will ya I'm the one that b#$ches live for Don't get me wrong You niggaz
make it hot I make it hot, I make it sizzler And I don't know you cats So
don't you get familiar And if you violate me and
mine I guarantee I bill ya
Chorus
If I ever whisper on a remix I got C-chips Time is money, when you talk you
gotta be quick I don't see how y'all hang, wave, and be wit Niggaz ridin' in
the Benz with only one V-6 But I know how it is when ya goin' to the bar Got
girls overreactin' doin' you a star Got niggaz player hatin' don't even know
who you are And go as far as leavin' bullet holes in ya car When you're from
Harlem World niggaz never see ya views They wait for you to flop on me on BET
News All they see the G's and jewels, V's that ya cruise Being they underdogs
they can't wait to see us lose Don't hate me, Thank me I don't get mad when
niggaz' b#$ches prank me Think you cranky to see me places that you can't be
I'm too pretty to let you niggaz shank me And frankly, girl you
probably hit me cause you ain't me
Verse One:
No one has to ask who be actin' bad
Eightball and MJ pimpin' G be all up in that a@#!
From Memphis, #$%! around the world and then back again
Make non-rappin' weak MC's go home practicin'
I flip a Benz, @#$! and plenty Benjamins
Low key, plenty ends makes plenty friends
Baby, I got all the herbs that I need @#$
Smoke up a pound and leave you b@#$%! niggaz in disbelief
Inhale the smoke and every word I wrote came out dope
Not like that crack, I mean lyrical dope above tracks
Not sayin' I won't pull the Rueger and put hollow to ya
Have ya mama on her knees screamin' Hallelujah
Lay it down playa, Suave House, Bad Boy, Fat Boy
And @#$%! to tap boy
Matter of fact boy, this is not a act boy
The player way, keep the player makin' stacks boy
Chorus:
Everything that I do be all about the loot
I been kickin' up dust in my Polo boots
Gettin' blowed on the droll, takin' smoke up my nose
I give the world to a woman, but I don't love h!#'s
I'm a player, baby and don't you forget
You need to get with it, let me hit it and split it
In the bed, on the floor, hot tub, everyday
The player way, the player way
Verse Two: Mase
Now on, on, break o' dawn, can't stop, I'm too hot
Look see, my niggaz rock, height man be in the drop
Me no care if the B's be tinted, you won't see me in it
'less there's TV's in it
I can talk by the way you talk and the way you chit-chat
You foul and if you !@# styles you wouldn't get back
You thinkin' you invincible, you ain't hard to get at
I know everywhere you go, everywhere you live at
I be wanna click-clack and you be ready to get back
I be ready to go to war, you ain't gon' be with that
You be the same cat that I run up on and spit at
Bleedin' all crazy and don't know where you hit at
I'm dead up, niggaz doin' drama better shut up, I'm fed up
Know for my Roley I was set up
I can't let up, you in some sh$%! that don't concern you
Send a bullet to your thermal, you know crazy
Chorus
Verse Three:
I've been waiting 20 minutes baby
Now @#$!
And do something outstandin' with yo !@#$
After all this waitin' I can see clean through yo forehead
You mo' said than done, give mo' head than some
Throw my jacket down in the puddle, hell no
If you don't know a pimp, somebody besta tell y'all
Yeah the women say it's good to have a confidant
But yet and still they give it up to pimps, once a month
See a lot of these pimp lovers, they took they @#$
Front like they real and hold a fake in
You wastin' the time
Serious ballers and ready h@#'s, got da women walkin'
!@#! on da strip with steady toes
As I pull up, !@#$ the big and natural expertise
Plenty money workin' for @#%!
Whoever next to me @#^%
I'm straight up @$%^ it's time for a replacement
Dre get the phone!
Chill Dre I got it. Hello?
Hello?
Yeah, who this?
It's Oreon, Hi Mase!
Oh, whassup you miss me?
Yeah I miss you, I'm tryin' to see you tonight.
What time?
Whatever time is good for you.
Whassup wit 7:00?
7:00 is good.
Hold on, hold on, hold on. Hello?
Hello?
Who this?
This' Gina.
Gina whassup you miss me?
Yeah.
So tonight, you tryin' to see me?
No doubt. Wuz up wit you?
I don't know. Wuz up?
What you mean you don't know.
It's gonna hafta be later cause
I was sposta be goin' somewhere wit wit my brothas.
How late is late?
Like 11:00?
Oh, that's good.
Hold on cuz I got my mother on the other line alright. Hello?
Yes baby.
Wuz up. So I think I'ma be able to do it at 7:00.
7:00 is good?
Yeah where you want me to pick you up?
I'll be in front of the building.
Alright hold on my man on the other line. Alright?
Okay.
Yo, Oreon?
Who the fuck is Oreon? What happened to your mother?
You know I was just playin' Lis- oops.
Who the fuck is Lisa? Motherfucker you must of lost your mind!
You know I was sayin' that shit to get you mad.
Oh, you wanna be callin' names motherfucker
the real nigga I wanted was Puffy but he didn't come to the club
Yeah, YEAH
C'mon
Man I just do what the doers do
C'mon, yeah you heard the man
I just do what the doers do
Now I been makin hits since underage
Contract intact, can't be under paid
This ain't a game I ain't fun to play
Don't front for me I ain't from the A
Don't you wanna hear what I come to say
This just a kid you know me from before
Prices go up when I come in the store
I'm in another island in a bungalow
Evisu down to my underclose
Ate like a cat that was undersold
I give and get it back in a hundred fo'
I feel like a man that was from the road
And y'all know that I will bring you out
And what I'm talkin you don't know a thing about
Bring Modenas out
Take a scenic route
Bettin against me, it's bound to clean you out
This is for all of my people
Who stood beside me and still believed
Drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be
This is La Familia
It's hard to get low
In a 3-6-0 Spider
License plates all the chicks know
Cats walk aroud buffed up like beach guys
But they don't put no fear in these eyes
Besides, I'm just here to teach lives
Girl walk around, try to give me the slide
The ice on my arm it gave me all away
I roll up the tint top up and rode away
I smell like money, let the odor stay
Go in my closet, fur to throw away
I'm never lost I already know the way
If I need it for tonight I'll get it for today
I'm God-made, I took five years parlay
Home pool, arcade and it's all paid
What say, I spend a third on a upgrade
Import palm trees 'cuz I ain't have enough shade
This is for all of my people
Who stood beside me and still believed
Drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be
This is La Familia
And when the record plays
What will the haters say
Oh don't you be afraid 'cuz I'm your alliby
So when I'm drivin by
Don't try to analyse
And beacause of him I'ma still be fly
And this our lullaby
C'mon now, you know my flow
I'm in and out
Non guilty, I ain't gotta buy the trout
Couple of critics but I ain't gon' stop now
I got a plane to catch to be in Moscow
I'm on jets, they doin sky miles
So I see why the people so hostile
It's no drama, it's mo' honor
I'm wanted in the world like I was Osama
This is no exageration
Why these people so mad at Mason
This is for all of my people
Who stood beside me and still believed
Drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be
This is La Familia
Take that, take that
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Get money, make money
Why's it always got to be about some money
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Cause I was born to have it
You satisfied
In my life, money comes and goes
Money comes and goes
Even when it's movin' slow
I ain't afraid to spend it cause it comes and goes
See the charm is global, the ice on my arm is oval
Money stacked in the back like it's Barnes and Noble
I know a girl Colorado, half of mulatto
Said I was hollow till I bought her a Murado
Some call me Ma$e and some call me Dolla
Some came to hate and some came to holla
Followed by a mode,l I ain't even cop a bottle
See me GP and I ain't even hit the throttle
Mansion not listed, y'all got me twisted
Only young boys shop at the district
I hop out of big things rocky wristed
Now everybody thinking I'm domestic
Uh, grown mine, I need to chrome mine
Y'all go lease, I need to own mine
I stay so fresh I need my own line
So if money involved I need a hundred for mine
I know the pros and the cons to the smoking dons
See I'm laid in the shade to the Boca rotund
And people wanna beat me with they open arms
But could it be my Rolls or my frozen arm
I'm like whoa man, mind I remember, I fear no man
Put chicks on the floor like a slow jam
With God on my side I fear no man, I'm deprogrammed
It's like I don't really care what another man think
Love to spend many so I understand
Money in the bank so I understand
Excuse me miss your standin' on my mink
My rock so big it jams up the sink
You can't call me sissy cause my whole hand pink
Enough ice in this to make a man blink
You think I care about what he think
Here we go
Now you be the middle man, I'ma be the money man
This flow right here, I know you don't understand
Power to get wealth, part of the covenant
I'm not your man, don't front me about your government
Y'all do it y'all way, I'ma do it God's way
Forget the house I put a million on the driveway
Clothes every spendin' winnin' dressed up in funny linen
Grinnin' while I spendin' givin' to men and women
Oh we back we cool we friends again
And we gonna get some lunch
Oh we back we cool we friends again
And you ain't seen me in sixty months
I know how you stunt, I'm hard to distort
You know my face so it's hard to resort
Garage, lookin' like a rob report
Oh daddy
You know you make me cry
You make me cry, too
How can you love me
I can't understand why
I just wanna know why
Oh daddy
You know you make me cry
You make me cry, too
How can you love me
I can't understand why
I just wanna know why
You think I wanna see you cryin'?
You think I want you when you need not one more doll
Then gettin' scared everytime you hear them sirens
Hear niggaz open fire and
Think your baby dead, front of a hydrant
But it's gon' to be a time when
Ain't gon' be no more wineing
No more dining, no more diamonds
No reclining, no more expensive violins
And I'mma probably be the one that's cryin'
According to my mother, if you wanna know if a girl love you
All you gotta do is make her suffer
Stop spending, stop givin' her the minks and linen
You will see if this girl gon' be with you to the ending
Cuz floatin' in the drop, it be all good
And when you come in on the block, it be all good
Givin' her money to shop, it be all good
But when you get broke dead pop, is it all good, huh?
You know you startin' to act just like these bitches
Every fuckin' night with these bitches
Whatchu doin' fighting with these bitches
They like me for my riches, you like me for me
That's the reason I gave you keys to my V
See you be whipping my Benz
But you still wanna listen to your friends
And them gon' be the same bitches with me in the end
You look at your neck, what you see plenty of ice?
Then you think these hoes don't envy your life?
They wanna lay in Brazil, spend a day in the hills
It ain't hard to shop all day and pay the bills
Fuck the way you feel
And keep it all real I wrote your name on my will
And yo', that's real
You think a nigga cheatin' cause I don't be all in your ass
You think them your friends
I cut you off, all them'll laugh
See my shit right there, put it all in the bag
You ain't gotta say shit to me again, just call me a cab
I'm Out
Now good thing I ain't a nigga who get way open
And fall for a chick that live way in Oakland
You pay for a trip, she lay up on an ocean
Then you find out this girl playin' with your emotions
I had this one chick turned out a dumb chick
Cause all she ever did for me was some dumb shit
But I could peep how mommy used to be foul
And everytime I hang up the phone she would redial
But it takes more for Mase to flip
I'm the first one to want out this relationship
Save that Jeep receipt, just in case you shit
You wanna fuck with my friends, take your pick, uh
You wanna do your thing, do your thing then
But don't be feignin' when you see me minglin'
Running up saying you love me and don't know the meanin'
When I walk away I could hear the girl screamin'
I just wanna know why
I just wanna know why
I just wanna know why
I just wanna know why
I just wanna know why
You know I wanna know why
You know I wanna know why
Yo, yo, yo, yo son, what the fuck is all
Yo, where you get all that money from?
Say, yo, yo
Where the fuck you get that money from, son?
Royalty checks son, that Mase album
I told you shouldn't fuck wit' me on that shit, son
For real, that shit payed off
Nigga did his thing for a million
Fuck all that so you fuck
Then you'll be shootin' me out of cannons and shit
Like that nigga (Nah, nah, nah)
Fuck all that man, I got enough Rugrats man (I know)
Millions are dancin' to the video wit' Rugrats and shit
I got eight kids nigga (I, I know)
Before I leave they be dancin' to the video (That's my nephew)
Wit' your kids, nigga
I'm just sayin' so, so you ain't gotta ask me for my shit
You know what I'm sayin'?
I got my own bils too nigga, the fuck you talkin' 'bout?
You knowumsayin'
But you be how could you people get yours, nigga
(Verse One):
Yo, now hum all you want to and all the cymbal hits
Move, Cooter love, straight out the tenements
Drop the joint, Puff Dad just finished it
Would it did more without censorship?
Talk to plenty chicks, on to many flicks
Love when a girl say they wanna skinny-dip
Call room service, tell 'em to send it quick
One Gritz, don't forget, ***
Chill with the fellas that I came in it with
Buy 'em all minks before december hit
Player like Mase revoke your membership
Cause this a baller club that come with benefits
They remenisce when lady used to dis
Now everywhere we go all the ho's generous
The must think Mase is on the rush ***
Dusty denim tip, ***
(Chorus):
Ooh Mase I love you so, never ever ever gonne let you go
I can't keep my eyes off you
Ooh Mase I love you so, never ever ever gonne let you go
I hope you feel the same way too
(Verse Two):
Uh, uh, now ladies say he has this
Tendancy to be a ass' of girls who put key scratches
On brand new Coups or E-classes
Jet for y'all, before I do a federal charge
Name incorporated, no problem gettin' caused
Whole entourage in the ***
When you very large, never spend cheddar: you charge
Get my daily menage, Halle Berry massage
Different color Benz in every garage
Who would've thought? '95, earth spinned twice
Mase be Billboard's hot merchandise
Player like me must deserve this life
Every girl trick kid, if you work her right
I'ma click bubble, why you wish me trouble, so hard?
Bad Boy gonna have to shit you double
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse Three):
Yo, if you never had a man than why try me?
Niggaz outta town wanna learn my G
Understand me, the baller I be
Need about three pages in caller ID
When I come around, all the waitress get tippo
Wanna serve Poppy, hummer, big tipper
Leave the restroom about six strippers
Don't watch me, flip up your zipper
I'ma good fellow, mellow
Though I puff trees my teeth never yellow
Hello, in the club jingle like I'm Jello
With the kids, big as Tickle Me Elmo
Next summer, stretch Hummer for the whole state
Anything, buy no cake hold no weight
I you ain't ready seen Mase in the gold 8
I really think it's time that you relocate
f/ Puff Daddy
Intro: Puff Daddy
(why you over there lookin' at me)
(why my girl standin' here)
Hey yo Mase, you know what I don't like?
I don't like when, you know, I'm in a club
And I'm with my honey
You got, well you know, the haters
They wanna be tough guys all of the sudden
Hit you with the ice-cooler, you know
Hehe, cause you boys ain't with you
Little do they know, your girl roll harder than
Some of yo niggaz
Dig?
Verse One: Puff Daddy
Now what the hell is you lookin' for?
Can't a young man get money anymore?
Let my pants zag down to the floor
Really do it matter as long as I score?
Can't my car look better than yours?
Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws
Come to see me without no draws
In a stretch Lex with about ten doors?
How is murder?
Pete Ditty, name me pretty
Did it for the money, now can you get with me?
People wanna know who is he, he get busy
*** so much izzy, girls get dizzy
Niggaz on the block know Mase motto
One thing about Harlem World, we all got doe
98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe
*** by Donny Brascoe
Chorus
Verse Two: Mase
Yo, I can't get mad cause you lookin' me
Aha, cause on the real, look at me
Yo, it always be the haters that be sittin' in the rear
This and every year, but they better listen here
You cats keepin' it real, you cats is on yo own
Cause bein' broke and alone is something I can't condone
Plus it wont be long till they send me ***
Sit gently, while I'm on the Bentley phone
Why you don't like me?
Cause I'm mad fly and icy?
And why you can't satisfy yo wify
And if it wasn't for this Bad Boy exposure
CD, TV, really would I know ya
Now me and blink float in the gold Rover
So it's only right you get the cold shoulder
And if you got a girl, don't be real committed
Cause Mase will hit it, you gotta deal with it
Chorus
Verse Three: Mase
We was all at the Greek fest, it's hot and sandy
*** I'm with my family
Tank top, flip flop, really nothing fancy
But get approached by a girl named Tammy
Who looked good enough to be miss Miami
But say, since I'm her peeps, call her Candy
Than she starts to aks about Aaliyah and Brandy
Tellin' me how she met Puff down at the Grammy's
He ain't tell you I was the one with no pennies?
Boo, you know how many he meet with no pennies? that's right
Please, tell me something that I don't know
Like if we have sex, you don't want doe
And if it's not a problem you can meet me at 10
I'll be in room 112 and bring four friends
And if you gon' hit me, it gotta be a quickie
And please no hickies, cause wify's with me
Do the thing man
Fo real, dont stop
(And I like it, I, I)
H World dont stop
(And I like it, I, I)
M. Betha, dont stop
(And I like it, I, I)
They wanna roll like me, do a show like me
Wanna jump in the ferrari and roll like me
But I know who I be, wit no ID
So much money think the bank owe me
Yo, I do the thing now what you wanna do?
I make the music that you want with ya boo
Go away bring back somethin just for you
Cant no man stop what we come to do
I been flyin all week, I land for a day
Sit somewhere so I can plan my day
I take you to somewhere like Sandro Pe'
And you though I said San Jose? No way
Come on, you know I wouldnt lead you wrong and
You know I wouldnt lead you on and
If everybody tellin you to keep it off
Who gon say keep it on? Come on
We dont have to take our clothes off
To have a good time, oh no
We can just chill and kick it all night (kick it all night)
Cause it feels so right (feels so right) cause it feels so right
Uh, we dont stop
I tell those, girls in Melrose
That love Chanel clothes
To keep they legs closed
The way we met, gave you major respect
I move bodies like I wave the tech
I make all the young girls stomp like a majorette
You need lights to engage in sex
And just because you got the best ride
Dont mean you the best guy
Like the car, you cant let everybody test drive
And I know you like expensive trips
Expensive whips, and spendin chips
The drink you drink is an expensive sip
I just bought a home in an expensive zip
And ever since I met you it havent been dark since
Hold your hands by a central park bench
Twenty million just for the apartment
No financin tell me when your heart went
We dont have to take our clothes off
To have a good time, oh no
We can just chill and kick it all night (kick it all night)
Cause it feels so right (feels so right) cause it feels so right so right
And I like it, (you know I like it) and I like it
And I like it, (I know you like it) I, I
And I like it, (I know they like it) and I like it
And I like it, (Yeah I like it) I, I
And I like it, (I know you like it) and I like it
And I like it, (You know I like it) I, I
And I like it, (Come on, come on, come on) and I like it
And I like it, (Come on, come on) I, I
Now we can just dance, all I need is a chance
To meet ya old man and go and meet ya whole fam
Aint tryin to weaken ya stance, with a weekend in France
I wanna pay all ya bills like a week in advance
Im not a rude dude that'll reach for ya hand
And if ya tell him no then he'll understand
Even though, everywhere he go he in demand
And gotta give you no E to try to sneak in ya pants
We dont have to take our clothes off
To have a good time, oh no
We can just chill and kick it all night (kick it all night)
Cause it feels so right (feels so right) cause it feels so right
We dont have to take our clothes off
To have a good time, oh no
We can just chill and kick it all night (kick it all night)
You know I neva had time for the he say she say,
Cats act breezay I put em on the 3-way,
Coupes be coming, looking like a relay,
Don't catch it now, get it on the replay,
I'm in my game with some kid named Enrique,
Don't pump weight, don't see the D.A.,
What you hear now, is definitely not a cliche,
Ball so much, I be sold on E-Bay,
People thinking how close the lova,
They hear what's great, and I know some otha,
Some 12 years old, they had a poster of him,
Kids cry you gon get em close to hug em,
And this right here is my retro flow,
The prince of the air got to let you all go,
5 guys arrive when I step to the floor,
Flannels out, push your button and open the door
If you rolling, and you know it,
And you ain't afraid to show it,
Put you hands in the air...
And say oh yeah....
And if you lonely, and you know it,
And you ain't afraid to show it,
Put your drink up in the air... (put em up)
And say oh yeah.... (put em up)
I'm into what you say, I'm in, I'm in, I'm into what you say (let's work)
Tell me what you say, I'm into what you say, I'm in, I'm in, I'm into what you say (let's work)
Tell me what you say
Now how did I get so popular,
The people watch you when you knock the laws,
Even when I'm eating at the lobster bar,
I come out, cops want to stop my car,
I move quick, I can't lolly-gag,
Jewels thick, it make my body drag,
I'm not just a star from the hood,
With money like this, it gotta be good,
Friends platonic, cars exotic,
You name it, you know I got it,
Flows so melodic, sort of hypnotic,
You ain't got to question, dude the kid got it,
Give me another topic, get low, rich low,
You can see this here from the 25th row,
VA to San Francisco, they married to this flow,
Keep the disco, popping like this go
If you rolling, and you know it,
And you ain't afraid to show it,
Put you hands in the air...
And say oh yeah....
And if you lonely, and you know it,
And you ain't afraid to show it,
Put your drink up in the air... (put em up)
And say oh yeah.... (put em up)
I'm into what you say, I'm in, I'm in, I'm into what you say (let's work)
Tell me what you say, I'm into what you say, I'm in, I'm in, I'm into what you say (let's work)
Tell me what you say
It's the M to the A, crooked letter ON, B to the E to theT H A,
This here knock from the beach to the bay,
I'm in this, all the way down to Australia,
You can't come i'll mail ya,
A postcard, of the coast guard for the most part,
Paint my pictures as clear as Mozart's,
And these cats got no heart,
Oh my god, why I got the flow so hot,
I'm thinking now, of hot-hot foreva,
Crusing down on drop-drop whateva,
Cruising down the street on the drop-top carrera,
These cats here can't stop my chedda,
In my formal life there more chris than aguilera,
I roll through, people want to grab my sweta,
So I promised them I won't fly jets in bad weatha
If you rolling, and you know it,
And you ain't afraid to show it,
Put you hands in the air...
And say oh yeah....
And if you lonely, and you know it,
And you ain't afraid to show it,
Put your drink up in the air... (put em up)
And say oh yeah.... (put em up)
I'm into what you say, I'm in, I'm in, I'm into what you say (let's work)
Tell me what you say, I'm into what you say, I'm in, I'm in, I'm into what you say (let's work)
If you rolling, and you know it,
And you ain't afraid to show it,
Put you hands in the air...
And say oh yeah....
And if you lonely, and you know it,
And you ain't afraid to show it,
Put your drink up in the air... (put em up)
What the fuck?
'99, get your name back nigga
(Get your name back nigga)
Double Up Motherfucker (99)
Double Up Motherfucker
Don't believe it, Double Up, Uh
Yea yea yea yea What what what what Uh Uh
Yo who got the right to flip, twice the whips
Time to get paid, get twice the chips
See law ain't no good unless two dice hit
Hate me even if I didn't ice my shit
Fuck niggas, make that money and lots of it
Sold four million and somebody got to love it
They want Mase for video, ain't in the budget
I can't take a piss without a bitch tryin' to rub it
How could you know like this
When it's because of me a nigga know what nice is
I was 60 I have flow-itis
I like my weed green and my hoe's dyke-ish
You know you like this
Young kid'll live by goldie advice's
Pimp hoe's that come across so righteous
Fuck though, promote on the Rolley ices
Yo, that's why my jewelery looks snow white-ish
Come on
- If you wanna party come and shake your body
If you wanna party put 'em in the air
Over there, over there
If you wanna party come and shake your body
If you wanna party put 'em in the air
Over there, over there
Yo I'm tryin' to live my life the largest, Vipers in garages
'Nuff money to go court and fight the charges
Everybody stare at Myse the hardest
That's why I'm in them all night menages
Besides B.I.G., the criticly acclaimed
I vow, they never bring the city to shame
I pulled up the prettiest things, the prettiest range
The prettiest cars, and the prettiest stars
By far the prettiest Misses
I pull up in the prettiest sixes
So by the time you get the six bitch, I have the seven
By the time you get the seven, I switch to the eight
When it time I get this cake, a bitch could wait
They know I could sell five so they ship me eight
Come on
All Out, motherfucker
To the death, motherfucker
Bad Boy forever
Bad Boy forever
All Out, motherfucker (Uh uh)
H World, motherfucker (Uh uh)
To the death, motherfucker (uh yo)
Yo why I'mma envy the lives or envy the guys
Who be frontin' in the Six that's really a Five
You could see I still got it by the look in my eyes
I'mma blue collar criminal, crook in disguise
It don't matter if it rain, I got a pool inside
And a stretch range so at least 20 could ride
And I could tell fake platinum from a mile away
When I rap, yo' 150 thou' get paid
So until then nigga, I style away
Four point six swit' to the Cal' away
I'm gettin' honey, I ain't with the beefin' going on
I look at nigga's cars, alot a leasin' goin' on
My heat get raised up, streets gets blazed up
Until a nigga find my dough and pays up
I lays up fuck, 'till my days up
Doggy style, so bitch don't fuck my ways up
Bitches is drop dead gorgeous yo
Wassup with Ma$e B?
Why he be showin no love this way B?
Come through the block don't say shit or nothin
Don't forget, he used to live on our block nigga
He went with Puffy & he don't know how to act B
Wait till I get on B, it's gonna be real
Wait till I see that nigga on the street.
Nigga, gonna take me nowhere
You talkin like he promisin you shit
He did nigga
He told me he was gonna take me to the roleys
Gonna have & all that me & this nigga grew up
What the fuck you talkin about?
He promise me, he owe me nigga
Fuck you talkin about
I'm sayin you gotta understand shit
Niggas be busy, they move around, ya know
Sayin, like I said, we was on the road
You actin, like he told you he was comn to get you
Take you on the road with him
Nah, it ain't even like that B
I'm just sayin, I wanna shine to, that's what I'm sayin dog
That's all I'm sayin
I don't wanna be on the corner, B, I wanna shine
I'm sayin though man, niggas gotta make moves
Fuck, everybody don't make moves at the same time
It takes time B, everybody gotta get they chance to shine
f/ Puff Daddy
Verse One: Mase
Uh, uh, come on, uh
It be the same cats that wouldn't listen to my demo
Now want they ass in my limo cause now I'm a sex symbol
Intercontinental, L.A. airplay, just like Jay Leno
Now all the labels out wanna send a memo
To do a remix yo, but Mase say N.O.
Figure once I make it, they fake it
And ain't nobody show me love when I was naked
And when he threw my tape in the trash, I laughed
Now nigga tape won't blast, I laugh
Figure his days passed, make more cash
And I push everything from E to H-class
Four years ago couldn't go to a show
I was standin' on the corner sellin' dope for doe
Now no longer hope I'll blow, smoke my droll
On a yacht, nigga fuck a boat that roll
Chorus:
With all this money that we can make,
Why y'all cats wanna play' hate?
Do you wanna get money with us?
Do you wanna, do you wanna get money with us?
With all this money that we can make
Why y'all cats wanna play' hate?
Do you wanna get money with us?
Do you wanna, do you wanna get money with us?
Verse Two: Puff Daddy
Yo, the reality of it all, lay by, can't ball
If you had currency, you wouldn't be worryin' 'bout me
But see, I could go the whole summer, go Hummer
But I'd rather go Lex bubble, cause it's less trouble
Make my doe and I just stack, no investment
I live of just that
Money, holes and clothes is shit that I'm best at
But I'm a Bad Boy so you gotta expect that
Why do what most do? Do what you 'possed to
My hot jams yo, tell bi-coastal
If you want a hit you can let me coach you
Money bag on anything that got my vocals
This is so true, I do what pros do,
Cause broke ain't a stage that I'm tryin' to go to
Dealers give me credit any place I go to
Jump out in the Benz say 'that makes owe you'
Chorus
Verse Three: Mase
See, the moral of the story is
I'm not here to replace Notorious
I'm just a young cat tryin' to do his thing
Harlem World style, pursue my dream, cause see
The things that went 3 mil, I didn't even like that
You say you got mad hoes, well where's she tonight?
Mase be the cat that'll lead you to the light
Messin' with me shorty, you'll be a-ight
Stop listen' to all them cats on the block
That tellin' you that Mase don't rock
Cause Mase is hot and Mase got a drop
And a yacht and a big knot to move you and yo moms
Off the block
For real though, Mase got real doe
That be in briefcases cats cue fo'
And since you can't beat us, it's best you join us
Cause I know you wan' have just all that's on us
Oooohhh...yeah yeah
Hands in the sky
And put 'em up hiiigh.
Gimme reason why
C'mon!
If it's your thing that ain't workin then you improvise
Why...it's me...you hate...that's genocide
Everytime I'm in a vibe it's me that they criticize
But everytime they in a ride it's my song they memorize
The richer get richer the poorer get poorer
See I'm here to save the city like Sodom and Gomorrah
Got a order I'm awaitin from a 404, my aura's not the Torah
Plus I'm jazzy like Norah
See my codi call me wodi, and don't even know me
I been around the world man without a roadie
See I'm classic like a Audi
Save the game like a goalie
Got my Rollie, olie, so you can call me holy rollie
You don't know what you're in for, don't do no endo
I'm not tintin' my windows
I'm not duckin' no bimbos
I'm saying 'N-O' to the nymphos
You got something to say, then send your memo
Do you remember how it used to be
Back in '96 when I made ya move ya feet
The feelin's back so get up out your seat
Let's do it again and again and again
Yea yea yea yea
Now it was this bounce, that opened up a Swiss account
If you get this, you guaranteed for this amount
Now can we pause for a minute, under the authentic
See I ain't said a word and you're already in it
See money is my linen, I get it as long as they print it
I tell ya that far, invest in Nascar
I leave the streets smokin' like brand new black tar
Girls...put stickeys everywhere my ass are
Silver horsey on the back, is this a fast car?
Yellow ice on Sunday, pink on a Monday
White ice, Six Flags, family on a fun day
Know much about a Hyundai, if you wanna come stay
We kick it, beat ticket, make on a one-way
Now what they gon' say? I don't need it?
They don't really tell the truth, man they life was defeated
They quite conceited
They rockin' all that ice that's treated
I wrote a book about it, like to read it, huh, huh, huh, huh?
(Say ohhhh...yeah yeah
Hands in the sky, and put 'em high.)
Uh uh
Engine in the back, no roof-top
Feet on gas, with no need for cash, oo oo oooh
Trunk in the front, I make a million in a month like pumps in the bumps
You know Mason be that very fellow that bring canary yellow
Hand, so heavy, that it's hard to say hello
I'm somethin' you got to have like strawberry Jell-o
Same jewellery in the hood cause I ain't scared of the ghetto
You know it
(Say ohhhh...yeah yeah
This is what I sound like after 5 years
(You back kid)
Why do I feel I still got the floor
(You back kid, Bad Boy for real, Let's go)
Before 99 I was born again
5 years later and I'm on again
Man I think I'm born to win
Mase broke, that's a oxy moron
Forget a bus, I bought a drop to tour on
G-4's What I soar on, uh
You thinkin I ain't hot you so wrong
Sorry for the prolong
But now life goes on
Long list of hits and it goes on
I wake up, and I don't even feel like a star
And man I'm getting a million a bar
Indeed I need not take no lie
Man, ya'll gone make me cry
It's kinda eerie when you hear me
Ya hairs stand up
Been a change of plan
Rip your old plan up
Instead of hatin
Help me lift the big man up (As we proceed...come on....yeah)
Awake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Wake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
(Betha I love this one...endeavor, for real, Bad Boy)
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Some days I make thousands
Some days I make millions
Spend my day chillin
Coupe's with suede ceilings
Everybody out there wanna know what Mase got
Way hot gray drop Maybach gray yacht (Whoooo)
And that's just the way it be
Favor, people wanna pay for me
When I'm in Mr. Chows, they waive the fee
And I don't chase money man
Money chase me
I give my wife things that she dream and more
I give a little bit, and she fiend for more (lets go)
I'm back like Moses to bring the law (Come on)
Brand new saint Mase in mean velour
I had bling before you ever seen the tour
Fans from Iran and Singapore
And grown men beg me to bring them on tour
Even if it mean they gotta sleep on the floor (Let's Go!!)
Awake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Wake these people up and show them they keep dreamin' (This for real, Bad Boy)
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
I used to be the guy stood next to Diddy
Crucified for bringin sex in the city
Even though the girls think I'm extra pretty
How I know? I ain't got no extra wit me, oh
With the fist tight flow
Wit a wrist like whoa
What if this might blow
Aint no if I...Know
I'm the man to plan the way
This ain't my life
I've become a saved (Say what)
Put up a good fight
Like its mandalay
Hate the game, but it made a man a man
Gone for a while, its like I ran away
God tI'me now, and I don't plan to play
I'm only here for the one thing you lack
And make dj's scratch is he is he back
Kids in the hood stutter it's a it's a fact
It's the kid resurrected it's a it's a wrap
(As we proceed, to give you what you need, he's back)
Awake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go (I wanna see yall out there)
Wake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
(Let's work this, let's work now)
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Wake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
(Let's work, Turn the lights on somebody)
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go (Let's work)
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go (Let's work)
Wake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
(hahahaha...I like this right here, I like this right here)
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go (For real, Bad Boy)
Yea, you know how i never remember a gangsta havin security
A nigga like usher need security, a nigga like justin need security
A nigga like lenny kravitz need security
Gangstas dont need security
My nigga MJ when this drop, you gonna need security
[Verse]
I had the Desert since Biggy left it
Too many fake niggas from my hood that i dont rep it
And you can tell ima wildcard, by the way that im standin
Niggas bobbin and im landin, aim sharp and they shittin
You know a nigga hurt his hand, punchin cars like its cannon
Throw a nigga hail mary from 1/8 like Manning
So, Dont let em amp ya, i got it up in here
Im not from Tamba but we get the Buckin in here
3 niggas with blades, sorta like Musketeers
Like peter i kno jesus but eager to cut me in here
When i bounce thru the club, everybody still scream Murda
Dont need security
Im same route, chained out, everybody still scream Murda
Dont need security
Im two Double R's, no entourage, Murda
Dont need security
Thats me, thats me
[mase]
Yo, throw the beat on
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Trackmaster
Harlem world, the movement
The commisioner
Cuda love up above
This shit is not a game
Ya hear me?
[meeno]
Suprise, I'm 'bout to blow right before your eyes
Recognize the steelo of this nigga meeno
First of all, there will be no type of discussion
For this money, the industry I'm bum-rushing
And trusting who? never that, only crew
And who's my crew? a chosen few that's how I do
So I could walk harlem days, let it creep harlem nights
Bum bitches givin' blows, parties and gunfights
Only right, I be the spark that will ignite
Explosions, mic erosion, niggas is foldin'
And we are holdin' down the track
Proceed with caution, stop your flossin' or see a coffin
Guess what, what? it's really not too often
That I let loose like this, but fuck it
Here's a portion with no endorsement
Doin' what I gotta, to make it hotta
A nigga frontin' hard, so now I gotta blow his spot up
Show 'em i'mma be the one that's gonna blow 'em
Out the box, with the ox, nice to know 'em
Then screw him, like white castle I ran right through him
Right through him, like I never knew him
[cardan]
Harlem world'll be the crew of the year
Scream it out, we don't give a fuck who isn't here
Harlem world'll be the crew of the year
And murder niggas, all we do is a year
Harlem world'll be the crew of the year
Scream it out, we don't give a fuck who isn't here
Harlem world'll be the crew of the year
And murder niggas, all we do is a year
Scream it out
[loon]
Yo, I was sworn, never again to sell drugs
But every now and then, yo, I tend to bust slugs
It's bug, how niggas get rolled up in rugs
Fold up, and dumped in a hole of a dug six feet
You creep, niggas know who the thug
And that's why loon never showed you no love
You feminine, and don't know the shit you swimmin' in
Fucking with this thing was gentlemen that boost my adrenaline
Cool the momentum and flow, I'm in it for dough
And don't need to gimmick to blow
When I get it you know nigga, 'cause I visit yo' hoe
I hit it befo', I be there hit it some mo'
Y'all niggas on coke. me? I think your shit is a joke
But y'all find out when the heavy hitters awoke
And opposed to me? y'all niggas hoes to me
How the fuck you gettin' money doin' shows for free?
[cardan & mase]
Harlem world'll be the crew of the year
Scream it out, we don't give a fuck who isn't here
(harlem world)
Harlem world'll be the crew of the year
(the movement)
And murder niggas, all we do is a year
(all out)
Harlem world'll be the crew of the year
Scream it out, we don't give a fuck who isn't here
(yeah kid, harlem on the rise)
Harlem world'll be the crew of the year
(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
And murder niggas, all we do is a year
(c'mon, c'mon)
Scream it out
[mase]
Yo, now why talk willy livin' in the tenements?
Why shoot dominicans then go to the hill again?
Then again, why repent when i'mma sin again?
Why eat at blimpies if I could eat in the bennigans?
Dumb niggas with timbaland, til they body tremblin'
Messin' with mase money and they'll be rememberin'
I hate the color green 'less it comes in benjamins
Is that the same color my brother got sent up in?
You laugh all day but cry the sinner's sin
Stranded on the island, I don't mean the gilligan
You thug gentlemen, deep down feminine
'cause in the pen, change your name to cinnamon
You speakin' on money and you ain't put a penny in
You gon' float on the same shit they put the penguin in
And my adrenaline won't let me be no minute man
'cause I put my dick in any bitch I could fit it in
C'mon
(feat. Mase, Eightball)
[Mysonne]
Uhh (uhh)
Wanna blow? (Wanna blow?) Pretty Tone (Pretty Tone)
Suave House (suave House) Eightball (Eightball) Tony Draper (Draper)
All Out (All Out), Murder (Murder)
Harlem World (Harlem World), problem children (problem children)
Y'all niggaz got problems (y'all niggaz got problems)
Uhh (uhh) UHH (UHH) Yo (YO)
Now I can play with these hoes, or spray four-fours
Whatever the situation, may call for
I can sport linen, pimp hard, court women
Have the ice, hand to waves all spinnin
Or I can get in, to some real thug shit
Armed robbery, slash, deal drug shit
Peel slugs quick, cause I'm versatile
I can ice grill, but I'm worse when I smile
Expert with style, y'all give hoes cash
All I give em, is hard dick and coke in they ass
Bitch, move that, true playa, true dat
Niggaz catch feelings, when they chick say, "Who dat?"
Representin from the Bronx, to the Dirty South
Spittin drug flows, with my dirty mouth
We got it all, from grams to Eightballs
Yeah we players, and refs, we make calls
[Chorus x2: Eightball]
Now everybody wanna do what a playa do
But everybody can't do what a playa do
(I see you playa) All in the mix right
I see you playa (Yeah I got my shit tight)
[Eightball]
Bring it to niggaz I don't be slippin on my literary
Sick when I'm gone off that Jane first name Mary
Eightball, ain't no other like this Southern brother
Crazy motherfucker, pooh butt booty duster
Never been a point shaver or a hoe saver
Just a weed craver, Suave House assassinator
To the dirt, and we gon' put that on the House bitch
Gold in the mouth shit, straight South shit
Orange Mound slow the flow down to pull the fo'-pound
Beat a hoe down, and fall up in the club to' down
I like them dirty hoes, down to get buck for a dollar
Thick yella Cinderella, hair shop scholar
Pimp shit, and I'ma keep it straight +Space Age+
Every year, turn the book of life to a new page
Kick rhymes hotter than Texas in July
Suave House playa til the day that I die, uhh
[Chorus]
[Mase]
Sauve House motherfucker, All Out motherfucker
Wanna blow motherfucker? Team nigga til I'm low motherfucker
Yo, I went from O-T to O-C to all the paper
Leads to fatigue then? the gators
If ain't about the money nigga? Call me later
How many niggaz talk Benzes? Seen them one
Not videos and picture shit, those don't count
I'm the nigga talkin millions and, own the amount
Mr. Frosty, the nigga never fold for chips
When the money on the line bitch I roll trips
Cut a bitch off for a week and let her know what she miss
Hundred grand worth of shit nigga glow on my wrist
Bought a range just to go with the six
When I flip for these chips, shit is never over a bitch
You got some nerve, I can give a kiler one word, get em
You will see how many niggaz miss him
I put pellets in the air let the shit hit em
Put the gun inside his mouth and let the clip kiss him
Shit you drive all tinted, I put my honey in it
Won't, stop your bank, ain't enough money in it
Live a lifestyle rarely told, what you know about
floatin down Eighth, gettin head in the Rolls
You had, money like that you wouldn't be measurin those
You motherfuckin barely sold, barely gold
Niggaz send it rough I send it back the same way it came
You ain't dissin me until you say my name, motherfucker
Welcome back, welcome back
Welcome back.
Weclome back (Oh! Oh!)
Yeah man, how you doin' (Come on, come on, come on)
You good? I know you like that (Yeah you good, you doin' good)
I know you like that (Oh!)
How long you been back man?
Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome back
[Verse 1: Ma$e]
I see the girls in the club, they gettin' wild for me
And all the pretty chicks all wanna smile at me
These rap cats man they all got they style from me
And if I ever seen them then they probably bow to me
And when this beat - drop I know they gon' lean
World debut, I know they gon' fiend
Everything, Mississippi to the Palm Springs
Girls from brunettes down to blonde queens
These young boys don't know what a don mean
I'm just a bad boy gone clean
I'm the diamond chain choker, always remain sober
Don't drink liquor and all the games over
Need a plane, I explain it to my broker
Three bots in the hood top down, it ain't nova (My homie)
You know there's more man where that come from
Me and Kunta Love rollin' back to back in one
[Chorus]
See the names have all changed since I been around
But the game ain't the same since I left out
Ooh you know we need ya, ooh you know we need ya
Right here's where we need ya, right here's where we need ya
Welcome back.
Welcome back, welcome back, Betha's back (You know you like that)
Welcome back, welcome back, Harlem's back (You know you like that)
You know you like that
Welcome back, welcome back, Betha's back (You know you like that)
You know you like that
Welcome back, welcome back, Harlem's back (You know you like that)
[Verse 2: Ma$e]
See I rep the most high, still I'm the most fly
I win so much, they wanna know who I'm coached by
Everyday approached by chicks when I was on top
Wanna give me sosa, but I'm like don't try
I see the hisses and the disses when I go by
But see the misses on my wristses when I float by
Self control, and I can't tell you no lie
Tryin' to find a soulmate, you end up being so tired
I make my money man without the coca
Livin' the vida without the loca
I'm down south so they show me country love
And I ain't even country thug
The people give me daps and hugs, so it must be love
And I love the country grub
It feel good to hear people singing welcome back
And I ain't even sellin' the track, cause I'm that Harlem cat
[Chorus x2]
See the names have all changed since I been around
But the game ain't the same since I left out
Ooh you know we need ya, ooh you know we need ya
Right here's where we need ya, right here's where we need ya
Welcome back.
Welcome back, welcome back, Betha's back (You know you like that)
Welcome back, welcome back, Harlem's back (You know you like that)
You know you like that
Welcome back, welcome back, Betha's back (You know you like that)
You know you like that
Do the thing man
Fo real, dont stop
(And I like it, I, I)
H World dont stop
(And I like it, I, I)
M. Betha, dont stop
(And I like it, I, I)
They wanna roll like me, do a show like me
Wanna jump in the ferrari and roll like me
But I know who I be, wit no ID
So much money think the bank owe me
Yo, I do the thing now what you wanna do?
I make the music that you want with ya boo
Go away bring back somethin just for you
Cant no man stop what we come to do
I been flyin all week, I land for a day
Sit somewhere so I can plan my day
I take you to somewhere like Sandro Pe'
And you though I said San Jose? No way
Come on, you know I wouldnt lead you wrong and
You know I wouldnt lead you on and
If everybody tellin you to keep it off
Who gon say keep it on? Come on
We dont have to take our clothes off
To have a good time, oh no
We can just chill and kick it all night (kick it all night)
Cause it feels so right (feels so right) cause it feels so right
Uh, we dont stop
I tell those, girls in Melrose
That love Chanel clothes
To keep they legs closed
The way we met, gave you major respect
I move bodies like I wave the tech
I make all the young girls stomp like a majorette
You need lights to engage in sex
And just because you got the best ride
Dont mean you the best guy
Like the car, you cant let everybody test drive
And I know you like expensive trips
Expensive whips, and spendin chips
The drink you drink is an expensive sip
I just bought a home in an expensive zip
And ever since I met you it havent been dark since
Hold your hands by a central park bench
Twenty million just for the apartment
No financin tell me when your heart went
We dont have to take our clothes off
To have a good time, oh no
We can just chill and kick it all night (kick it all night)
Cause it feels so right (feels so right) cause it feels so right so right
And I like it, (you know I like it) and I like it
And I like it, (I know you like it) I, I
And I like it, (I know they like it) and I like it
And I like it, (Yeah I like it) I, I
And I like it, (I know you like it) and I like it
And I like it, (You know I like it) I, I
And I like it, (Come on, come on, come on) and I like it
And I like it, (Come on, come on) I, I
Now we can just dance, all I need is a chance
To meet ya old man and go and meet ya whole fam
Aint tryin to weaken ya stance, with a weekend in France
I wanna pay all ya bills like a week in advance
Im not a rude dude that'll reach for ya hand
And if ya tell him no then he'll understand
Even though, everywhere he go he in demand
And gotta give you no E to try to sneak in ya pants
We dont have to take our clothes off
To have a good time, oh no
We can just chill and kick it all night (kick it all night)
Cause it feels so right (feels so right) cause it feels so right
We dont have to take our clothes off
To have a good time, oh no
We can just chill and kick it all night (kick it all night)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, what
Let's talk about it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ma, I told you, I'm not here to fuss or fight
But I see it, all you wanna do is cuss all night
In front of the kids, you tryin' to crush my life
'Cuz you know I ain't the type that punch my wife
But I see now, who you want me to be
While knee-deep in the penile, tryin' to freestyle
But I see now, people could see, that ain't me
When I bought you the E3, the crib in D.C.
On G.P., bought the Mazda Z3
Bought your little brother the 52 inch TV
With a playstation to stay patient
'Cuz right now it's all about the kid's situation
Please baby girl
Let's not fight
If you're really gonna be in my life
Let's work it out 'till we get it right
Please baby don't
Please don't cry
If you're really gonna be in my life
Let's work it out 'till we get it right
(All out, yo, yo, yo)
One mistake in my life, this chicken head, claimin' she white
Jammin' my phone, like damn, she won't leave me alone
Knew she was trife, the way she kept watchin' my eyes
Watchin' my step, hit it on top of the steps
Knowin' she wild, no condoms, she havin' my child
Now that I'm stuck, she keep key-scratchin' my truck
Actin' all young, doin' it in front of our son
Peeped it before, but didn't want to think she's a whore
Thinkin' it's good, fuckin' up her rep in the 'hood
Fuckin' up mine, fuckin' niggas two at a time
But look at her now, Harlem world crook of the town
But look at my rhyme, I'm glad it didn't turn it to crime
And I'm thinkin' little huddy must have made me calm
So I bowed down prayin' for my baby's mom
I'm-a change my ways now that my baby's born
And I'm-a love you anyway 'till the day you gone, what
Please baby girl
Let's not fight
If you're really gonna be in my life
Let's work it out 'till we get it right
Please baby don't
Please don't cry
If you're really gonna be in my life
Let's work it out 'till we get it right
Now let me hear you say uh
Say uh huh
Let me hear you say uh
Say uh huh
Now let me hear you say uh
Say uh huh
Now let me hear you say
Uh uh uh uh uh na na na na
(Yo, yo, yo)
Yo, it's a holiday, sippin' on Chardonnay
I'm wonderin' why these cats never celebrate father's day
Y'all tellin' a fib, y'all ain't really take care y'all kids
And y'all motherfuckin' liar, if y'all say that ya did
Now engaged in phrases, that tired old lines
She was messin' around and the baby ain't mine
But all y'all, knowin' y'all was hittin' it raw dog
You don't wanna claim that? How you explain that?
A ball that y'all shouldn't a got started
Where was you when shorty turned two?
Tell me what whould you do if the baby caught a flu
You ain't even got a clue, if you do, tell me how to pursue
But you quick to get hyper, come mess up my cypher
No dough for no diapers, so why should I like ya?
And you ain't never cared before
So why should we care that you now see 74?
Please baby girl
Let's not fight
If you're really gonna be in my life
Let's work it out 'till we get it right
Please baby girl
Let's not fight
If you're really gonna be in my life
Let's work it out 'till we get it right
Whoaaa, whoaaa, yeah
Whoaaa, whoaaa
(We can work it out)
Whoaaa, whoaaa
Whoaaa, whoaaa
(Can we start over again?)
Whoaaa
Yeah, uh huh, uh huh
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
I gotta take you there
I gotta take you there
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
To the blackstreet
Black, black, black, blackstreet
I wanna take you there
I gotta take you there
I gotta take you there
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
I gotta take you there
To the blackstreet
Black, black, black, blackstreet
Take me there, I wanna go there
Take me there, let's go there
Take me to that great place
With wonders and wishes
Take me there, I wanna go there
Take me there, you know where
Just take me to that great place
With wonders and wishes
Sittin' here thinkin 'bout our yesterday
About what we did and how we used to play
Just the thought of you brings a smile upon my face
That's how it makes me feel to see you everyday
Ooh, where we go, nobody knows
And what we do, is between me and you
So come on and take my hand, to that special place
Where smiles come to life and dreams come true
Take me there, I wanna go there
Take me there, let's go there
Take me to that great place
With wonders and wishes
Take me there, I wanna go there
Take me there, you know where
Just take me to that great place
With wonders and wishes
Let's make a wish
Close your eyes and count to five
'Cuz you know that everything will be all right
I see the magic in your eyes
Strong enough, you know, to bring your dreams to life
Ooh, where we go, nobody knows
And what we do, is between me and you
So come on and take my hand, to that special place
I don't want this dream to ever go away
Take me there, I wanna go there
Take me there, let's go there
Take me to that great place
With wonders and wishes
Take me there, I wanna go there
Take me there, you know where
Just take me to that great place
With wonders and wishes
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
I gotta take you there
I gotta take you there
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
To the blackstreet
Black, black, black, blackstreet
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
I gotta take you there
I gotta take you there
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
To the blackstreet
Black, black, black, blackstreet
Take me there, I wanna go there
Take me there, let's go there
Take me to that great place
With wonders and wishes
Take me there, I wanna go there
Take me there, you know where
Just take me to that great place
With, will you take me there?
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
I gotta take you there
I gotta take you there
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
To the blackstreet
Black, black, black, blackstreet
I wanna take you there
I gotta take you there
I gotta take you there
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
I gotta take you there
To the blackstreet
Black, black, black, blackstreet
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
I gotta take you there
I gotta take you there
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
To the blackstreet
Black, black, black, blackstreet
I wanna take you there
I gotta take you there
I gotta take you there
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there
I gotta take you there
To the blackstreet
Black, black, black, blackstreet
Yo, don't touch that dial
You are now set for Y2k
Put this CD in your computer to hear the next song
And check us out on the web
Verse 1: run
It was december 24 on hollis after the dark
My man santa saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark
He said that giving was his living and I had to take part
So I grabbed a bag of goodies and I hopped up on his cart
I laced the pockets of the poor and gave the hoodie a play
Dropped some dollars up on hollis and I went on my way
I hear your jingle mr. kringle peep the single, my man
So santa hit a brotha off and come as quick as you can!
[chorus]
Santa baby
Just slip a benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the chimney tonight...
Verse 3: ma$e
Now all mase know
When it's eight twenty-four
He be looking at the door for the ho ho ho
Cause I know
When theres a christmas uptown
Ain't no chimney for santa to come down
Verse 4: puffy daddy
Now to me, pd I had alot
Appreciated everything that I got
Though I used to take my pops
Who ain't caught me shaking the box
Cause I knew I couldn't wait till it turned 12 o'clock
Verse 5: snoop doggy dogg
Cookies and milk
Satin and silk
I'm chillin in the living room, wrapped in a quilt
I'm waiting on this fat red suit wearing-comparing
My gifts to my homeboy next door to me
A gift here, none there, but who cares
My little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair
Bbut here we go again waiting on the enemy
To slide down the chimney
Look here, that ain't reality
[chorus]
Santa baby
Just slip a benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the chimney tonight...
Verse 6: salt & pepa
Santa baby, are you really real?
Chris kringle
Let me see you make my pockets jingle (ching ching)
We need some jobs in the ghetto
Too much gangbanging where kids are playin
I hear the church bells ringing
On christmas eve
I believe
Jesus-calling me
Forget the gifts and the shopping lists
And the new kicks
Your just falling for tricks
(you better praise him)
[chorus]
Santa baby
Just slip a benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the chimney tonight...
Verse 7: fredro starr
It's the gritty-the grimy
The low down, the shifty
Yo sticky, christmas time in the city
Late night, stars are bright
We gettin rocked!
With the 50 st. nicholas
Start rippin this
Verse 8: sticky fingaz
Its the grinch who stole christmas
Climbin down ya chimney
Kids open up they gifts
They all gonna be empty
Just like mine was
I hate to say it
But if I wasnt a boy I wouldnt have had nuthin to play wit!
Verse 9: keith murray
On december 25th I knew I wasn't getting jack
When I saw santa claus on the corner buying crack
I ran up on him with the (blur) and asked him "yo what's up with that? "
He said "there ain't no christmas kid" and I can't get him back
Back in the days, christmas was deep
My moms put presents under the tree while I played sleep
And peeped ha! santa claus never gave me nuthin
Seen them mad faces, lying and frontin
So do some good to the ghetto, mr. chris kringle
Come and stay awhile, kick it with god's angel
Take and acknowledge my wisdom and understand
That santa claus is a black man
Word up
[chorus 2 times]
Santa baby
Just slip a benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
[jermaine dupri]
Uh-huh, yea-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (tell 'em who we is)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
They call me, when thay wanna get they dough up
Call me, when they wanna see shit blow up
Freessshhh
From the floor up
And ya know what? I'm sick wit it the shit don't slow up
I'ma see it, want it, drop it, cop cat
Get it, stay on it, don't stop cat
In the big chair wit the big hat screamin' "y'all wanna floss wit us? "
Where the fuck you at? from the south side, ruff ryde
No one will
Fuckin wit us, is a done deal
And y'all gotta hate huh?
''cause it's to much weight for one
And y'all ain't havin' no fun
Got a whole beat team tryin' to do what I do
Whole street team tryin' do what I do
Like what? double countin' me out?
Forget it, I'm the best that ever done it, need to check and reck
[chorus: jd and cross together]
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
Ruff ryders, be on tours for this
All out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
So so def make it hot to death
You ain't platinum plus? you ain't fuckin' wit' us
Ruff ryders, be on tours for this
All out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
So so def make it hot to death
You ain't platinum plus? you ain't fuckin' wit' us
[cross]
Now, money ain't never been a thing ta me
I'm down 8th with the brand new cinammon 3
Ot, I got cake with a c and a d
On the wrist is a ice band capitol b, small v
I'm fuckin' with the don chi chi
I'm a p-i-m-p, you can't tempt me (uh)
Check the ice and the clarity, it's cake like the lottery
Playa don't lie ta me, your stash couldn't cover me
What a playa wannabe, neck light in risavie
Hoes, I keep those by the, dime or dozen
I like short-a-y, but I wouldn't, mind her cousin
It's a cost, take the buck and all of them, quit fuckin
Uhh!!!
[chorus: jd and cross together]
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
Ruff ryders, be on tours for this
All out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
So so def make it hot to death
You ain't platinum plus? you ain't fuckin' wit' us
Ruff ryders, be on tours for this
All out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
So so def make it hot to death
You ain't platinum plus? you ain't fuckin' wit' us
[ma$e]
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
We be the best harlem niggaz 80's to lately
Think of po wop, mickey bonz and a-z
Fresh ritz zit, kevin giles and db
And at the end of all tha shit niggaz still say me
I'm the best that ever did it, got a way wit it
Put grannie on the stand, she'll never say who did it
I'm from where, even the gangsta's live to,
Make a mil. on the stoop, every summer switch boots
Cats change they name, to phil like a giant
I treat rap like packs, role dills on consignment
This is for cats hummin' crack, bitchin' and parkin'
All the grimie niggaz who got generous hearts
Got a brother doin' life, to see him is hard
Fuckin' wit mase, is like a nigga swimmin' wit sharks
My niggaz chase cake, play some infa-reds
Some niggaz in the state, some is in the feds
Spit shit at niggaz that might erase they head
And role miserable niggaz who can't wait to be dead
All out, ruff ryde mothafucka, all out
Wanna flow beyatch? !
[chorus: jd and cross together]
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
Ruff ryders, be on tours for this
All out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
So so def make it hot to death
You ain't platinum plus? you ain't fuckin' wit' us
Ruff ryders, be on tours for this
All out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
So so def make it hot to death
You ain't platinum plus? you ain't fuckin' wit' us
[cross]
Uh, yeah
Swizz beatz
We them niggaz in the streets
All out, jd
Who you with?
Double r mothafucka, uh
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, YEAH
C'mon
Man I just do what the doers do
C'mon, yeah you heard the man
I just do what the doers do
[Verse 1]
Now I been makin hits since underage
Contract intact, can't be under paid
This ain't a game I ain't fun to play
Don't front for me I ain't from the A
Don't you wanna hear what I come to say
This just a kid you know me from before
Prices go up when I come in the store
I'm in another island in a bungalow
Evisu down to my underclose
Ate like a cat that was undersold
I give and get it back in a hundred fo'
I feel like a man that was from the road
And y'all know that I will bring you out
And what I'm talkin you don't know a thing about
Bring Modenas out
Take a scenic route
Bettin against me, it's bound to clean you out
[Chorus]
This is for all of my people
Who stood beside me and still believed
Drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be
This is La Familia
[Verse 2]
It's hard to get low
In a 3-6-0 Spider
License plates all the chicks know
Cats walk aroud buffed up like beach guys
But they don't put no fear in these eyes
Besides, I'm just here to teach lives
Girl walk around, try to give me the slide
The ice on my arm it gave me all away
I roll up the tint top up and rode away
I smell like money, let the odor stay
Go in my closet, fur to throw away
I'm never lost I already know the way
If I need it for tonight I'll get it for today
I'm God-made, I took five years parlay
Home pool, arcade and it's all paid
What say, I spend a third on a upgrade
Import palm trees 'cuz I ain't have enough shade
[Chorus]
This is for all of my people
Who stood beside me and still believed
Drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be
This is La Familia
[Hook]
And when the record plays
What will the haters say
Oh don't you be afraid 'cuz I'm your alliby
So when I'm drivin by
Don't try to analyse
And beacause of him I'ma still be fly
And this our lullaby
[Verse 3]
C'mon now, you know my flow
I'm in and out
Non guilty, I ain't gotta buy the trout
Couple of critics but I ain't gon' stop now
I got a plane to catch to be in Moscow
I'm on jets, they doin sky miles
So I see why the people so hostile
It's no drama, it's mo' honor
I'm wanted in the world like I was Osama
This is no exageration
Why these people so mad at Mason
[Chorus]
This is for all of my people
Who stood beside me and still believed
Drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be
This is La Familia
[Repeat 2X]
Take that, take that
Take that, take that
[Mase]
Let's get it on
[Carl Thomas]
1 - You made me
You made me
You made me the way I am today
You're the reason why
I live how I live
'cause you made me the way I am
[Huddy Comb]
First of all, I was the worst of all
The first born, took my first breath, it was on
And thanks to my moms, and some help from Nickie Bonds
I was raised in ways of a Don, they gas me like Exxon
Had me dealin' with ex cons, frontin' with they Rolex on
Get sexed on a regular basis, grown women puttin' they faces
In all the wrong places, molesting me, now you see why my destiny
Was fucked up 'cause my recipe
But I blame my mother 'cause I can't blame no other
And that's how my game was discovered
My mom was a sucker, did that bullshit to my brother
But no matter what, I'mma love her
She gave me life, even though she got high undercover
If she die, I can't find me another
But look what you made me
Repeat 1
[Meeno]
Yeah, you made me this way, since the day I was born
When you slid on that crack shit, mom be strong
'Fore long, I realized the same old song
Another cat that done bounced on his kid and his spouse
At the beginning, I knew my pops just had to be kidding
He's coming back any day, he wouldn't leave us that way
But anyway, the time got longer, my anger got stronger
It's no time to wonder the money I hunger
Without a blunder, I vowed to be all I could be
Started running guns O.T., me and my code D.
Leave from the backstreets of A-T-L to N-Y-C
When the gunspot got hot, I switched to the D
When the D spot got hot, I went low key
Now that Harlem World spot hot, and I'm on TV
I don't need no fake calls from yo' ass at all
Just leave me the way you left me and watch me ball
Repeat 1
[Nas]
What, what, uh
You the reason
And I thank you, what
Check it out
Yo, yo, stormy night, September '73
Would you believe what my mom recieved from heaven was me?
Second from me, my younger brother desperate as me
We see the world alike, type of girls he likes, the girls I like
The shit that make him mad, it make me hype, bug like that
Share the same blood like that, grew up around thugs poppin' and shit
Cardboard boxes of shit, dirt bikes
But now we hoppin' whips and merc, right?
Money's my birthright, my righteous birth so I floss
It's up to you to look inside yourself, see what's yours
Consecutive times, New Year's Eve, light off nines in the skylines
Imaginary graves, poor the Henney on it
Share with my dogs who's here, 'cause there's so many gone
Yeah, Meeno, Ill Will, all my people
Big Stretch, we'll never forget, Allah keeps you
Until we meet again, through my pen y'all can speak through, uh
It's a bit early in the midnight hour for me
To go through all the things that I want to be
I don't believe in everything I see
Y'know I'm blind so why d'you disagree
So take me away cos I just don't want to stay
And the lies you make me say
Are getting deeper every day
These are crazy days but they make me shine
Time keeps rolling by
Tell them what you've heard
We're gonna make a better day
All around the world, you've got to spread the word
Tell them what you've heard
You know it's gonna be o.k.
So what you gonna do when the walls come falling down?
You never move you never make a sound
So where you gonna swim with the riches that you found?
Turn it up
Yo, when I roll you know the cats be out
So you cowards got no choice but to rat me out
I call in from the pen to try to see what that be 'bout
'Cuz I catch a fool slip and yo, his ass is out
Hud, stay on the low, pop two cops
Thug, against all odds, like Tupac
I'm caked up, dog-tired from Jacob
Platinum, reach for it then wake up
For top dollar yo, I squeeze my trigger
And Lord knows, I'll lead this nigga
'Cuz I'm down for whatever
Matter of fact, I'm down for the cheddar
Try to clown and get yo' ass layed down forever
Niggas hate to see a G come up
Young niggas that run up get gun up
That's the real, seen the nigga pass the steel
Even wink and yo' ass get killed, all out
This is for the know-knotters
Six-fo' riders, all them ones are low riders
All weed smokers, Olde E sippers
All dead homies, and O.G. nigga's, throw it up
This is for the know-knotters
Six-fo' riders, all them ones are low riders
Whether blued out or flamed out
Mask on, ridin' with them big things out, yay a yay
Light up the izzy-izzy ba-ba, ask yourself, why try?
Touch the untouchable brotha that's in front of you
Harlem U.S.A be the place that I come from
Twenty-ninth and Lenox be that place I get the guns from
Vacant lots be the route that we used to run from
Thirty-second precinct until Jackie caught the dum-dum
It's hot now, cops now, all out gotta eat
Close food shop down, send them across the street
My force overheat 'cuz the cause is cheap
Reminiscin' all my homies that I lost on the streets
Dos Bruce, LB and even Stevie D
Pour some liquor out and throw it up for a G
NRB, be the click they claim to be
So if worse come to worse, do the same for me
This is for the know-knotters
Six-fo' riders, all them ones are low riders
All weed smokers, Olde E sippers
All dead homies, and O.G. nigga's, throw it up
This is for the know-knotters
Six-fo' riders, all them ones are low riders
Whether blued out or flamed out
Mask on, ridin' with them big things out, yay a yay
Now, we drink Colt '45, tote 45's
Smoke 'til we high, loc til' we die
Got locked up in Crenshaw
Somebody said, "Foo, what you in for?"
Jail mental', named Wendel
Did 15, and got about 10 more
Oh, he was silent than braille
In '83 was the first with hydraulics
Caught his first bid dealin' with narcotics
And had Day tons and always kept 'em polished
You taught me about khakis and converse
And if a foo' try to move then you ball first, feel me?
But now I'm stackin' my grip
Back in the trick, come out a day early is a slap on the wrist
But one time never sleep on it
I went from Harlem to L.A. fool, so speak on it
This is for the know-knotters
Six-fo' riders, all them ones are low riders
All weed smokers, Olde E sippers
All dead homies, and O.G. nigga's, throw it up
This is for the know-knotters
Six-fo' riders, all them ones are low riders
Whether blued out or flamed out
Mask on, ridin' with them big things out, yay a yay
This is for the know-knotters
Six-fo' riders, all them ones are low riders
All weed smokers, Olde E sippers
All dead homies, and O.G. nigga's, throw it up
This is for the know-knotters
Six-fo' riders, all them ones are low riders
Whether blued out or flamed out
[Intro]
This is what I sound like after 5 years
(You back kid)
Why do I feel I still got the floor
(You back kid, Bad Boy for real, Let's go)
[Verse 1]
Before '99 I was born again
5 years later and I'm on again
Man I think I'm born to win
Me broke, that's a oxy moron
Forget a bus, I bought a drop to tour on
G-4's What I soar on, uh
You thinkin I ain't hot you so wrong
Sorry for the prolong
But now life goes on
Long list of hits and it goes on
I wake up, and I don't even feel like a star
And man I'm getting a million a bar
Indeed I need not take no lie
Man, ya'll gone make me cry
It's kinda eerie when you hear me
Ya hairs stand up
Been a change of plan
Rip your old plan up
Instead of hatin'
[Hook]
Awake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Wake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
[Verse 2]
Some days I make thousands
Some days I make millions
Spend my day chillin'
Coupe's with suede ceilings
Everybody out there wanna know what Mase got
Way hot, gray drop, Maybach, gray yacht (Whoooo)
And that's just the way it be
Favor, people wanna pay for me
When I'm in Mr. Chows, they waive the fee
And I don't chase money man
Money chase me
I give my wife things that she dream and more
I give a little bit, and she fiend for more (lets go)
I'm back like Moses to bring the law (Come on)
Brand new saint Mase in mean velour
I had bling before you ever seen the tour
Fans from Iran and Singapore
And grown men beg me to bring them on tour
Even if it mean they gotta sleep on the floor (Let's Go!)
[Hook]
Awake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Wake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
[Verse 3]
I used to be the guy stood next to Diddy
Crucified, for bringin sex in the city
Even though the girls think I'm extra pretty
How I know? I ain't got no extra wit me, oh
With the fist tight flow
Wit a wrist like whoa
What if this might blow
Aint no if I...
I'm the man to plan the way
This ain't my life
I've become a saved (Say what)
Put up a good fight
Like its mandalay
Hate the game, but it made a man a man
Gone for a while, its like I ran away
God time now, and I don't plan to play
I'm only here for the one thing you lack
And make dj's scratch is he is he back
Kids in the hood stutter it's a it's a fact
It's the kid resurrected it's a it's a wrap
(As we proceed, to give you what you need, he's back)
[Hook]
Awake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go (I wanna see yall out there)
Wake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
(Let's work this, let's work now)
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Wake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
(Let's work, Turn the lights on somebody)
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go (Let's work)
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go (Let's work)
Wake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
(hahahaha... I like this right here, I like this right here)
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake, Let it Go (For real, Bad Boy)
[Mase]
You make me feel...
It's the real thing girl!
Talk about it, talk about it
What you want, huh?
[Cardan]
One two, one two
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
One two, one two
Hah hah hah
One two, one two
Yeah yeah yo, yo, yo
Yo, nowadays girls be out for the money and things
But to me it's all sweet when I'm runnin' my game
I give 'em nothing but game till it's stuck in their brain
So once it's stuck in they brain, yeah my funnin' began
I'm in the want-ad, lookin' for a special woman
That's gonna gimme what I need anytime I want it
I take a cruise to Aruba, I'll bring you wit me
Then let you float out on the beach
With the string o' yo' "G"
I need a pretty momma
Silly momma, diddy poppa
Like that go to Great Adventure in they mini-chopper
That get her own chips, push her own six
And make me do my sits when I finish my dips
[K. Price]
1 - I like it, I like it
I really really like it
You want it and you know it
But you play hard to get boy
I like it, I like it
I really really like it
You want it and you know it
But you play hard to get boy
[Stase]
Yo, real chicks do real things
Like find a man wit' a deal that still wanna sling
Always speak my mind whenever I feel things
Probably got no wings but I'mma still swing
And my real chicks feel what I mean
Am I right? Am I tight?
Do this chick bring it to the light
Is my body so right I could even attract a dyke
Uh Baby Stase, uh Baby Stase
While you was lovin' John Doe
I copped a condo
While you was layin' backs down, I was layin' tracks down
I see it for a fact now, it's intact now
It's no need to beef, it's my turn to eat
Bring the drama to a cease, cars I don't lease
I push a Green Z-3, watch a screen TV, what
I'ma forever rise
Rings be tetra-size
Girls be petrified
It's a heavy meza-ride
Repeat 1
[Mase]
Yeah kid Harlem on the rise
All Out, All Out
Yo, you better do what I say yo
Get this through your head-o
Long time comin', but waitin for my date-o
My man Blake-o, leave the scene hardly awake-o
If he could take three shots, he could take four
I'm on the low though
But wit a lot of dough tho'
And I hate a smart chick givin' me a dodo
That gimme mo' pleasin', and mo' reason
Just to lay up in Cali in the Four Season
Wit' a chick half Black, half Indonesian
Appalachian, I know this sound unbelievin'
Switch the rim's on the Benz every four seasons
Open up a new account just to through G's in
Got Blink chick follow me for no reason
And my girl stick around if she know I'm cheatin', what
Harlem World, Harlem World the clique
Harlem World the clique, come on now
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
[Mase]
Yeah kid Harlem on the rise
And you don't want no problem with us guys
All Out, All Out, All Out
M-A-Dolla' Sign-E, yeah
Baby Stase
Cardan
Loon, Meeno, Huddy Combs, Blinky Blink
Yeah, yeah
Kianna, Stason
Yeah, yeah
Cuda Love
Black Fred
Me Chico
Wha-what what what what
J.M.
Lil' Cease
Cristal
B-Rock
Gutter
What the... what the, uh
You don't stop
Ruff Ryder, DMX, L-O-X
Bad Boy, yeah
So-So Def
Huh, I said NY, OK OK, HARLEM!
Where you at i miss you, where you at do you miss me
Anywhere anyplace anyhow, anywhere!
[Verse]
Now if you see im the kingdom, i got the thing on
See the silver thing chrome, it'll play a ringtone
See me in ya queen fone, you better dream on
Drama that i bring on, you dont wanna bring home
Im from the block where only money matter
A nigga take snow and blow like Nassau
Where they stay screamin, skip from my Lou with a raptor
Used to dribble rocks, now they pushin it faster
Nigga talk slick, he get slit with the dagger
Nigga walk into ya death all you hear is the laughter
Then you hear the POP POP POP and after
Cops show up and got questions to ask ya
You gonn' make it to the top, you gonna have ya own ladder
You gonn' make it pumpin rocks, you gonn' have ya own matter
'cause a nigga in my hood aint gonn' cook it for ya
A nigga take a drink for ya before he take a break of? for ya
Nigga snip for ya, take a booket for ya
Nigga take a hit, but definately wont take a woop for ya
Nigga hearing got the whole hood lookin for ya
Thats a Harlem nigga for ya, Ya hear me
Right right now, you heard me, right right now
Im coming coming back back to Harlem Harlem
My black Denali
Im going going back back to Harlem Harlem
You heard me right
Im going going back back to Harlem Harlem
And i aint here to fight
Im going going back back to Harlem Harlem
And you gonn' stop me?, huh, you gonn' stop me?
He gonn' stop me huh?
I said im from where niggas be fresh and they love them pressin
And call ya floss, be the one you be left and
Why'd need a weapon, to come?
If its not a credit card, its a check scam
You think he ya best friend, till you see his tec scram
And the boy with the baby floss, be left hand
but gotta make 350 for me to repect fam
We definately a Mets fan, you got death man
We come to collect and the clip start a jet cam
POW, you want it you be in dept man
[Ma$e talking]
I know why we dont get along
Its lonely at the top nigga
You hear that echo?, lets go nigga
Niggas playin with me man, push my back against the wall man
Whoo Kidd lets get it!, G-Unit!
Haha yea you know me, nobody wanna know about you nigga
Thats why they always asking bout me nigga
They wanna know me nigga
Thats why they ask you about me they wanna know me nigga
Yea Yea Yea
[Verse]
How could you not remember me, i put you in the industry
Gave you niggas a flow, and now you actin finnacky
Now anything that can brought 2 chains, 3 bracelets on
Is probabl just mimmickin me
Im what the game never seen, Jewlerys hard jello green
Lacoste a four rock a New Era with a lean
It dont take too much to drop a dutch on a caroussine
Youz a rookie ima veteran, i can carry anyting
Niggas like broads, always makin the comments
I pave the way, niggas should be payin me homage
I carry? like im Isaah Thomas
I love beef, some niggas use to say im islamic
You be happy i turned reverend, or 7 to 11
In front fo 7-11 with a brand new Mac 11
I catcha with the ratchet and i prolly wouldnt pray
Better yet i probably wouldnt play
I prolly be in the kitchen witcha Mrs., wrap a body with Yay
Buy my cars in Miami while i shop in L.A.
With the same prosecutor that put Gotti away
So niggas is you copyin Ma$e or copyin Jake
Make up ya mind, i'll take you niggas 8 at a time
See how many you can take from this 9
I get so much cake that i crime, see you niggas sayin from mine
Tryna get this nigga Ma$e to resign
I needa say, the couple color prolly 9 millimiter gray
Front on me that be the day, Stunt on me you eat a K
Come to the point as a largest, my extra car parkhouse, penthouse
Overlook your resivoir, better i pray for em
And lay for em, polish the AK for em
And make his block hot as Ma$e for em
Yea.yo Whoo Kidd im in the catch 22
tryna not to catch 22
if i go to church niggas say im takin the money
if i come in the game niggas say im takin money
no matter where im at its like im takin the money
so just leave it at that nigga im takin the money!
yall done woke da beast up, i was sleep
i aint even gonna lie to ya niggas i was sleep
i was snorin, i was in a coma
but now i smell the aroma nigga moneys in the air
lets do it, who wanna do it with the kid haha
yall niggas dont want me yall better stop playin
anythin you put on my head i can match it nigga
One, two, we don't stop
Come on, come on, we won't stop
We won't stop, you don't stop
You already know that I am the man
And I'm always right and never wrong
You already know that I am the man
'Cause I'm always right and never wrong
Yo, check it out
I'm the 'trife one, Cease, you got weed let me light one
Girls of different cultures Chinese to the white ones
Home players, wild thing girl slayers
Cuties, big booties, Big gave Coogies
Black white beautiful ain't nuttin' I won't do for you
Backside so thick, won't fit inside a Hula-Hoop
Shine on me baby, pour wine on you baby
I'ma drink it off your back, got a problem with that?
Fellas get me, sip Crist', count fifties
Split Phillies, girly girls they bet are you a Willie?
It's a 'trife world, ain't gon be nasty, you a nice girl
Liz Clayborne dresses, diamonds to white pearls
Wild thing though, do lot of things low
Make a wise man grow to a live man a show
Only problem with the trife one is I stay low
Blowin' lye with guys who got they eyes on my dough
We got riches, we got bitches, you want drama, we got guns
I'm that kid from Harlem World and you know where I'm from
Now my team is out for cream and you know exactly what I mean
So any click tryin' to stop us is the click that gets seen
Aiyyo wherever I go, buy all hydro
Lie low so I don't get harassed by Five-O
Used to be in the red star, gettin' my head slobbed
From the old school hoe that swallowed the egg nog
I chill of course until I feel I'm the boss
Until they got Lil' Cease face on the source
Got girls that be clever, that's on another level
Tell me I'm your hero, Cease DeGeanero
Need a wild thing, so the town can swing
Pull the hair back and forth, layin' pounds of cream
Bet Cease break your crutches with a crowded team
Fulfillin' wishes to they misses with a thousand dreams
I got mouth to feed, pretty childs to breed
If you really drinkin' babies, you can swallow the seed
When it come to the sex I like it better on your knees
'Fore I hit the kitty cat, gotta check it for fleas
We got riches, we got bitches, you want drama, we got guns
I'm that kid, from Harlem World and you know where I'm from
Now my team is out for cream and you know exactly what I mean
So any click tryin' to stop us is the click that gets seen
Aiyyo nobody used to speak to me
To launch paper got me Geechie G, now every broad
Keep beepin' me, frequently, know the frequency
Just to speak to me, yes leave with me, but recently
Get Proposals Of Indecency, but can't cost a penny
'Cause now I want Moore than Demi, but I ain't mousy
Matter fact, we can get rowdy
But only green papers with the faces arouse me
Now I know what a woman think, but girl I'm top ten rank
But I only get hard when I see Ben Frank in the bank
It don't pay to baby don't show up
But know what? Better catch me 'fore my price go up
I'm a hoe slut for the dough but, I want the paper
To come, 'til I throw up, so girl grow up
You need to slow up the stash, I ain't all about us
'Cause a nigga like Kam, all I need is my cash
I want my money
We got riches, we got bitches, you want drama, we got guns
I'm that kid, from Harlem World and you know where I'm from
Now my team is out for cream and you know exactly what I mean
So any click tryin' to stop us is the click that gets seen
We got riches, we got bitches, you want drama, we got guns
I'm that kid, from Harlem World and you know where I'm from
Now my team is out for cream and you know exactly what I mean
So any click tryin' to stop us is the click that gets seen
We got riches, we got bitches, you want drama, we got guns
I'm that kid, from Harlem World and you know where I'm from
Now my team is out for cream and you know exactly what I mean
(feat. Mase)
[Mase]
Yo, this go out to radio stations
The disc jockeys, college radio
Independent market
And promotions street team
Anybody who put a sticker up
Anybody that passed the word bout Harlem World
Anybody that kept the buzz goin
Everybody that starred in Harlem World
And myself M A $ E, Baby Stase
Loon, Meeno, Blinky Blink
Huddy Combs, Cardan
All Out
[Meeno]
There's a lot of things that been on my mine
Lately a lot a fakes been crossing the line
Tryin to take the track we hit on
Throw it down and spit on, flip it, rearrange
Boy, you messin with danger
Wit the anger I possess
Got to get it off my chest
Brutalize fake emcees to get off my stress
Take a pellet to the face
Then I throw on a vest
Then I grab the gloves
And take the bullet out his chest
Must confess
Stress factor still I have to
Take it there beware, prepare for disaster
Final chapter, y'all cowards
We gon blast ya
When and where but not why
Y'all already know the answer
Cancer and the Herbs
Transform to verbs
Nouns rip like rounds
Clowns get bust down
For now y'all cowards got to play the background
I'm the warning of this rap game its time for lock down
[Baby Stase]
God Bless you
The cops came to your rescue
I bet you, if it was Ma$e he would of threat you
I knew you wasn't shit before I met you
And just because you can't walk it
Don't mean you cant talk it
My cats got mels to hit, shells to spit
They low in the Volvo while the L's get lit
I'm from Harlem World
You don't know the hell I'm wit
So y'all chics can't tell me shit
Come on now, everyone clear the way
Under cars better stay
Shots will ricochet
Stay alive another day
It's no lame in my staff
We don't aim for cats
So if I smack you who gon back you
You ain't see nothin
My home made me somethin
Stase gt glamour misses down south gettin riches
And that's word to Jehovah witness
Any man cross this fam get beat up wit the quickness
[Cardan]
Yo, let me tell you somethin', I'm ahead of my time
Ain't no damn pellets, this is lead in my rhyme
When I spit this stuff you know
Get a pen and pad dido
This one stop at 62, I'm a spit through ten mo
It kinda like the window, back of the Volvo limo
Cuda, don't tell me nothin if ain't about my ammo
All I did was 2 Clue's that was just a demo
Went from Harlem to Holly
World to the Wood
People gon hate regardless I feel so good
For my AC legend
Now I'm a legend sit on my hood
They say B you doin your thing I say playa I should
I play hard like the Notorious rapper
Slash B.I.G. slash Christopher
King of New York the Emperor
Slash head fake slash in the paint horse you
Slash perimeter slash Air Jordan cross you
Slash Murphy slash four turn delirious
Slash Cardan slash take my stuff seriously
what?
[Huddy Combs]
I'm getting bigger dough spotin minks and figaro's
All my misses know Huddy Comb the jigalo
I can get a ho play a game like Piccolo
I done did it yo than any cat didn't ya know?
So what you wanna do my whole team comin thru
Runnin thru any crew I gave money to
But really though
Y'all cats that know don't really know
Harlem World gon be the clique that spit that willy flow
All them rings and things you sing about bring em out
I did things that your team won't dream about
Scheme about but don't really know a thing about
But for the dough I blow any spot you slingin out
[Blinky Blink]
You wanna go to war, what you cock sucker
I pulled out now I got to bust ya
And your men from your block told me not to trust ya
I did movies, to groupies, to blockbusters
For all you girls out there I'm not ya lover
You look good that's why I got to touch ya
After that I won't even stop to hug ya
Honey got pissed off and got her brother
But word to mother, I break that cat into
Cause people don't know all the things I been thru
Still a fugitive like Chris and Kim woo
Yep the cops disrespect me
But if you want me come and get me
Turn myself in nah you got to catch me
Do I got a gun you betta check me
Cause I ain't goin in alive you got to wet me
[Loon]
Yo, ya eyes been revealin ya past
Sad but you feelin my wrath
You mad cuz I'm dealin wit cash
And a Don P cylinder glass
Try to harm me, I'm killin your ass
Straight up and down for another half mill in a stash
I'm appearful willin to blast
I'm still in the bath
Loungin chillin wit ass
They done found you killed in the trash
Case is close I'm orderin a case of mo
At the shark bar wit Haitian hoes
[Mase]
Aight Hud, aight Hud
[Loon]
Y'all case is closed layin the cut like band-aids
Air runnin out ya mouth while you and ya man slayed
[Mase]
Yo, Mase hop out the blue Lex wit about two teks
Spit fourteen got about two left
If one vest is thin you rock two vest
Triple platinum and only in the U.S
I'm from Harlem World slash All Out dot com
My con if you could pop Cris then why pop Don
Any cat actin ra-ra bet he dacon
Wanna see a hundred gran
You look at my arm
You think I wanna take this to far in my rugar
Put a hollow bullet to far
Have cats at ya wake scream bout how they knew ya
And ya body in a salt lake out in Utah
So you are feel good, leave the country
And I know where you are
Spain baggage claim and you yellin bon swa
You think I'm comfy
Think murder one go humphrey
Think I'm seven five make to hundred gran monthly
Wanna lump me
Walk in clubs they bump me
Wanna tell they dumb chickens how they jump me
They can't wait to see the paramedics come to pump me
Why they OT, I'm mostly out the country
Yo, we at war
We at war with terrorism, racism
And most of all, we at war wit ourselves
(Jesus walks)
God show me the way because the Devil's trying to break me down
(Jesus walks with me)
You know what the Midwest is?
Young &Restless;
Where restless niggaz might snatch yo' necklace
And next these niggaz might jack yo' Lexus
Somebody tell these niggaz who Kanye West is
I walk through the valley of the shadow of death is
Top floor, the view alone will leave you breathless
(Uhhh!)
Try to catch it
(Uhhh!)
It's kinda hard
Getting choked by the detectives yeah yeah now check the method
They be asking us questions, harass and arrest us
Saying, "We eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast"
Huh? Ya'll eat pieces of shit? What's the basis?
We ain't going nowhere but got suits and cases
A trunk full of coke, rental car from Avis
My momma used to say,? Only Jesus can save us?
Well momma, I know I act a fool
But I'll be gone till November, I got packs to move, I hope
(Jesus walk)
God show me the way because the Devil's tryna to break me down
(Jesus walk with me)
The only thing that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now
(Jesus walk)
And I don't think there's nothing I can do now ta right my wrongs
(Jesus walk with me)
I wanna talk to God but I'm afraid? cause we ain't spoke in so long
God show me the way because the Devil's tryna to break me down
The only thing that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now
And I don't think there is nothing I can do now ta right my wrongs
I want to talk to God but I'm afraid? cause we ain't spoke in so long
So long, so long
(Jesus walk with me)
To the hustlas, killas, murderas, drug dealas, even tha strippers
(Jesus walks with them)
To the victims of welfare for we living in hell here, hell yeah
(Jesus walks with them)
Now hear ye, hear ye, want to see Thee more clearly
I know He hear me when my feet get weary
'Cuz we're the almost nearly extinct
We rappers as role models, we rap we don't think
I ain't here to argue about his facial features
Or here to convert atheists into believers
I'm just trying to say the way school need teachers
The way Kathy Lee needed Regis, that's the way I need Jesus
So here go my single dawg radio needs this
They say you can rap about anything except for Jesus
That means guns, sex, lies, video tape
But if I talk about God my record won't get played, huh?
Well if this take away from my spins
Which will probably take away from my ends
Then hope it take away from my sins
And bring the day that I dream about
Next time I'm in the club everybody screamin' out
(Jesus walk)
God show me the way because the Devil's tryna break me down
(Jesus walk with me)
(featuring Total)
Intro:
Yeah, can you here me?
Well, uh, this goes out to you.
Do you know who you are?
Do you know? C'mon.
Chorus:
I just wanna let you know,
Can't hold back just let it flow,
If you want me.
And I just wanna make you see,
Here is where you want to be,
If you want me.
Verse One:
Where do all of your emotions go,
'Cause I don't feel your arms holding me.
And when it gets cold at night and my body is warm,
Don't you know that I'm all that you need.
Bridge:
Cause I just wanna be with you,
Whenever you want me to,
And anything that you ask I would do.
And baby I hope you understand,
That I've got feelings,
But all of my feelings are just being used.
Repeat Chorus
Verse Two:
I feel emotions as they fall in the wind,
I am more than your saviour I'm desire within.
I feel emotions as they fall in the wind,
I am more than your heart's best friend.
Repeat break and chorus
Verse Three:
I'm falling in love again,
You're being my friend again,
We're making sweet love, we're making sweet love, babe.
It's sweeter than morning dew,
You know I'm so into you.
There's no other touch, and it hurts me so much.
Repeat chorus
Rap by Ma$e:
What you think, what Ma$e be young Ma$e be dumb?
Get Ma$e strung it'll be no premium.
Ever since Big died, my life changed,
Out the blue I'm your boo,
Yo, that's quite strange.
I get nice things, way out they price range,
And half these girls don't even know my right name.
See a fly Role made me the coyote,
Love a ghetto chick 'cause I know she'd die for me.
You got me confused see, Cam the freak,
Ma$e never the playa bring sand to the beach.
I'm something that the average girl's hand couldn't reach,
Living expenses, twenty grand a week.
You know me, I be O.T., low key, platinum Role's, smokin' a oz.
I'm a baby-faced playa without no gold teeth,
About two-point-eight and about to go three.
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