You gotta fight for your right just to live another day. Or you can end it now, and give it all away. You gotta bend your back, to the point that it
VERSE 1: It seems just yesterday, I couldn't keep her away. Words could never tell, how she felt for me. Lost in my arms, she couldn't hold off the
7 or 8 girls wishin I was their man and floss me on dates letting B2K in the game ya'll made a mistake it'a it's a lockout all you other groups must wait
know I'm still right in the main Light in the green I need to bug it even though I look right in the beam Judge find out it's my team, he boost they
'll explain later But for now let me get back to this paper I'm a couple bands down and I'm tryin' to get back I gave the other grip, I lost a flip for
got yo momma on 3-way, Tell her Luda's got more records than a DJ, Tell her she should blow me like candles on yo B-Day, Cause I signed more lines than
'm on the next thing smoking Hit Bristal up on the speed dial Yo these funny talking cats tryin' to do a nigga foul It's goin' down nigga round up the team
, I'll explain later But for now, let me get back to this paper I'm a couple bands down, and I'm tryin' to get back I gave the other grip, I lost a flip
dun, I'm on the next thing smokin' Hit Bristal up on the speed dial Yo these funny talkin' cats, tryin' to do a nigga foul It's goin' down nigga round up the team
This song is dedicated to my man Tupac Shakur, rest in peace Notorious B.I.G., rest in peace And all my other homies that have died In the madness called
out, beddy-bye [ ROUND 1: Nat The Cat ] Notorious Asiatic, tough, talented A power entertainer Catapultin above the top Nat The Cat, too swift to be stopped I'm like Jordan, a team
can rely on each other, uh huh From one corner to another, uh huh Some got hopes and dreams, we got ways and mean The supreme dream team always up with
clean got them hoes Like who the fuck is that Hit da door like right Left back fourth Yeah, I got money nigga That's of cousrse Hit the stage With a b
And when i wreck other rappers be like whiplash! Verse Two: It's like I come I come to the party in a b-boy stance I rock on the mic and make the
I got the mumps Until you haters come on try and play me like I'm a chump We got them killas on our team and they ready to dump I hope you dig that '
man, representin my clan Mixin the potion with verse fire and simmer, my man And stay shoutin out the home team wherever I am: it's the B-R-O double
After "Get Rich" you weren't the same man Flyin' by the sky like Starscream T.B.S. & G-Unit! Fuck all the niggas on his team My money ain't over! Check it! T.B
b-born right? And right now, I'm just chillin' with Murph Dert Your girl's in the club, but feelin' on Murph Dert And half of these hoes be askin' for Nelly team