tearing apart Your smile took me in but it's no friend Take me away, I feel okay Come back some other day Take me away, I feel okay Come back some other day
Translation: Flick. Some Other Day.
ghetto, still tot' heavy metal Still throw a nickname on all of my vehicle Like the Cooper field coupe, now you see it now you don't With one flick
out When they dry they bring the other half of the plate out I'm so sick wit it, spit liq' wit it I got tommy guns like the ol' gangsta flicks did it
wanna get up in my boat and ride Take pictures wit the kid up in Ocean Drive Go to Castatuas and sip on Calouas At the bar talkin' to other women about
you're doing, no matter what you're doing [A.G.] They say more bounce to the ounce, well a Giant weighs tons Stepping to the two, but we're not the ones Brothers are flipping, some other
cold, deliver it lady My flow is limited, pray me some craze, whispering "Stay on ya toes villains, it's Grae and your day's whittling!" (hey) Blistering
and catch a flick Papa Deauxxx for swamp thangs, fettucini and fish Not a trick, but I love shopping for my lady friend You could be my one and only, right before the day
Intro/chorus It goes: life, difficult times, and mad crimes Some pay the price, while others refine Blessed are those who struggle -- God loves you And
some place Somewhere can't bear to be late, 'cause the race is on For all with the ruff neck song Even though they weren't born in the Carribean like me And others
copped the four-fifth auto, it's pretty with chrome (The day I come home, I need a mink and a brand new Mac) (A few jump offs, some Dom's, some beer,
the Motorola phone Hopped in the spaceship, whole 'nother zone We outta here; back to the Bronx where the real say Every last Sunday of the month call it Krillz day Every other
cellulite Fat sweaty Betty You want some Burger King You want some Hungry Jack You want some jelly beans You want a Scooby snack Fat sweaty Betty You want some
though some down and out You keep what you could live without You're the beast you never knew This reflects the things you do Others starving down the
laws take care of our business and pick up some freaks, get 'em high and get out dick suck, down on Victor Street, turn the other cheek, Break neat, down
triple X flick didn't even know what I was in for Yo I seen some things that made me feel kinda funny inside I seen some things that my momma wouldn
whack niggaz ship out Harbor the jet go on vacation and take a trip out I make you niggaz jump up bitches they want to love us Open in all over my clit straight watching the niggaz cum up Other
Verse One: Kurupt Well it's that slow flow, D-O-double-G, nigga See these other fools but you can't see me, nigga Who am I? [It's Kurupt motherfucker
