mic, that's all I need, that's all I need All I need is one mic, there's nuttin else in the world All I need is one mic, that's all a ***** need to do
you could've signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man He's only 6 years old We waited in the blistering cold for you For 4 hours and you just said "No" That's
about my young thugs cry? What about them thugs that's dead and gone? What about them thugs that ain't even grown? What about them thugs that out here
I can't understand how niggaz make these hoes they wife You got hoes that's Filipino, you got hoes that's white You got hoes from Puerto Rico that's
s leavin' And ended up in a big fight And told me not to come home until I got my shit right So now I'm livin' in my grandma's home My grandma's strong
on your plans We're never goin' down like that, so I, shut my mouth And hold my words back The legal business, forever mine, fuck payin' taxes The last kid that
a bad boy like diddy, (Take that) Then she sent a text (text), that read (read), baby im at home, Then she sent another one that says she?s all alone
gutta' bitch. Gotta' gutta' bitch. She my gutta' bitch. Gotta' gutta' bitch. That's my gutta' bitch- that's my gutta' bitch- that's my gutta' bitch. That's
married And no, no, no, there's no grandson planned here for you And by the way, daddy tell me how's the business I understand that your stock, she's growing
like it When it's time for that good loving You read my mind like a psychic So wheneva I'm gone, you worry 'bout your king to return to his throne That's
the light and write my bars with that But niggaz scared to grow so they tend to hold you back They take this shit that they don't understand and call the wack Tell you that
ain't nothin' in this world that they can't be Yeah, I done fucked up, slipped and sniffed that coke Started tweakin' and broke into the people's house
So if that leaves me, Too $hort, baby I keep it in tune like do-re-mi With a strict rap tempo, bassline simple Take that, it's a Too $hort rap It's
damn well that they wanna freak Some do this for maybe a week And then it's cool to get up under the sheets Trying to work that thang but she said no That's
to that? Instead you copped out to a misdemeanor Fuck it, the same thing make you laugh make you cry That's right, the same game that make you mad could make you die It's
all about So you girls out there, that fit my rhyme You'd better think twice before you jump on mine Little girl's so thick, you might think she's grown
slowly Your oldie that?s for takin' it P now what?s left to play soley That?s for fuckin' wit me listen in the streets it?s a respect thang Can?t tell
wonderful life and with honor I've done it But you gotta confront it, it's permanent shorty Feel the flames is burnin' you softly Yes, these lames is certainly salty That's how I know that