[Intro:] Yea It's Major Yeah Ladies I don't wanna go I just wanna stay Right here each and every day With you [Verse 1:] Baby it's another day On my
' trap And they wonder why it's hard being black Dear lord can ya feel me Gettin' major ugh Mama raised a hellraiser Chorus: Stress gettin' major
Verse One: Jamal Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team Little '
on BET Still in the streets nigga you see me! [Chorus: Maino (T.I.)] Hustle hard, stack paper, it's alright, y'all hate us It's nothin, we major, you
each other's throats While we're payin the tax notes Cause bein black ain't no fuckin minority It's the fuckin majority So they gotta make us hate each other
I'd really like to stay mad at you How can I do it when you're just so cute? You're my little jerk face loser boyfriend You suck major, I don't know
seen you in a sec, Busta what you been up to since then? [Busta Rhymes] Stayin healthy and keepin it movin while I just be showin these other niggaz
They wanna censor me, they'd rather see me in a cell Livin' in hell, only a few of us'll live to tell Now everybody talkin' 'bout us I could give a fuck I'd
a while. At that time man had four legs and no telephone A major mistake came when God decided that man should think (A trait that He'd long desired
the police, comin' straight from the underground. A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown and not the other color. Some police think they have the
fuck the police, comin' straight from the underground. A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown and not the other color. Some police think they have
woes The friends, the foes, the bitches, the hoes I gotta gang of niggers, but none of them I'd fuck I gotta gang of bitches, but none of them I'd trust
Keep ya wide open, never need nose drops Now y'all wanna get mad at me For talkin' about another young, nasty freak It's life, it's not a major catastrophe
I won't leave the studio until a song's done And ain't nothing really hard about getting my cash A big phat house with a million stash You other niggaz
you got juice And have fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN) Have, HAVE, HAVE FUN!!!! [Pazi Plant] I'm hip to release ill units, I displays major soul The
As I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kilo A need money in a major way Time to fuck my BEEEYATCH Hey!, and getten' paid You other mothafuckas callin
wanna censor me; they'd rather see me in a cell livin in hell -- only a few of us'll live to tell Now everybody talkin bout us I could give a f**k I'd
