[Chorus]
Well, don't you know what they say about the show?
Well, even if you don't play, it must go on
You have decided to stay, you wanna be home
But don't take it no way, me and my bros
We just got to do it (Do it)
Do it (Do it) do it (Do it) do it (Ayy-ya) One more time, we just got to do it (Do it)
Do it (Do it) do it (Do it) do it (Ayy-ya)
[Bridge]
Life must be a snowglobe
Distracted and confused
Gotta make yo' mind up
This is yours to lose
Things will always pop up
Like snowflakes, they will move And yes, that sounds real cold, but What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?
As long as the blood in my vein and brain flows smoothly
I remain the same with game unruly Yours truly, Kevin. You wimps can't fool me
Sending your wife disguised as a groupie
Evasive action for cats clapping out a hooptie
Trying to jack my life like I'm jewelry Stay alert to you cats that's trying to do me
Greasy-mouth niggas and dudes that eye-screw me
'Cause there's nothing you could do with your hands. Hope
You and your mans drew up funeral plans. For a few
Of them grams, remain fertilizing the land
Follow me, fam? Ain't no getting out of this jam
Years long, years fast Years gone, years past Years cold, years liver Years old, years wiser
This side of the tracks, providing facts is core essential
Would bring quick swing now tactics more mental
In the hood we could and would deliver hate
Was gutter soldiers not mothered over, deliberate
Thinking man of stinking clan, I'm still a ape
Food for thought... should've brought a bigger plate
This ain't swine-rhyming, it's fine dining
Was raw by the liquor store, but I ain't whining
No sense to buffer, was meant to suffer
The dark made tor better art to dispense and usher
Built from pain tilt your frame, now a level head
Won't see me being greedy--I fed usted
Versatile, birthed a style, damn postpartum
Wavy, need a navy, can't coast guard him
Not a diluted, concentrate
Lotta fly movement, concentrate Super thug catch ruger slug, fear's motive
Faith endured, face obscured, tears coated
Was a arm to target
Some bolted, knowing I'll do harm to starboard
Had a rough road, my goal calmed the carsick
Now I'm juicing, getting loose in the farmers market
[hook]
Through all the bars were my scars and mementos
Was heavy young man, for every one friend had ten foes
It been woes, that's how the trend goes, never would have been chose Through the sifter couldn't picture me getting in if I ain't impose
Bred in the height of Maya, ready to light a fire, when them froze
When my heart is best tries for all his highs as their been lows
My hurtful eyes seen all when virtue dies and sin grows
Tried to learn hate sooner, but a late bloomer, wasn't primrose
Tired of black kids bending over backwards living in limbos
Got a lot of layers, that's how I made it through winter in them thin clothes.
[Bridge]
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