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featuring Keith Murray, Lord Jamar
Keith Murray, UGK and oh my Lord Jamar
Intro/Chorus: Lord Jamar
The east to the westUp north to the down southLive wires connectSo if you swangin on thangs(Keith Murray, UGK and oh my Lord Jamar)or down to gangbang, or waitin on the trainIt's still the same thang*repeat*
[Bun B]You cut your mind and your body with the rhyme and the shottyGo and find me or hidin, with wine and BacardiGet down like John Gotti then I gotta get lostI'm gone in the windMy momma keep on tellin me there's Bun in the sinI guess I'm hell-bound destinedto learn my lesson, sess in my chestinIt burn but I keep on puffin, no bluffinThey don't call me Big Bun for nothinNo homeboys you come dead, well put em to restBumba clocks em all dead, wit two in his chestBotty bwoy you come dead, and if in all dieWill you run dead em again? Well go on buddy let em flyThat's how it is in my city, and your citysir it gets no pretti-er just more grittyper capita, all around>From the five boroughs on down to the mighty Bro town
Chorus
[Lord Jamar]Now watch this current rock it current for a sentencefor a triple homicide, cripple any drama that reside in the mindof those livin outside of my statelineLet em know we all the same kindwith the same crimes, catchin the same time, which translates to hang timeOrganised gangs slangin dimeLord Jamar is black G-zuz, I sees thiseverywhere I go, brothers hustlin to make the doeFast or slow, ya wanna see your cash growlike grass, but meanwhile take a blast of the eland let the smell resonate, never hesitatewhen it comes to puttin food on your plateDevise schemes by all meansLike a sunrise when it beams, keep your eyes on the CREAMLive Wires on the team Connect, get respect for they realnessI know you feel this
Chorus
Keith Murray, UGK and oh my Lord Jamar
Intro/Chorus: Lord Jamar
The east to the westUp north to the down southLive wires connectSo if you swangin on thangs(Keith Murray, UGK and oh my Lord Jamar)or down to gangbang, or waitin on the trainIt's still the same thang*repeat*
[Bun B]You cut your mind and your body with the rhyme and the shottyGo and find me or hidin, with wine and BacardiGet down like John Gotti then I gotta get lostI'm gone in the windMy momma keep on tellin me there's Bun in the sinI guess I'm hell-bound destinedto learn my lesson, sess in my chestinIt burn but I keep on puffin, no bluffinThey don't call me Big Bun for nothinNo homeboys you come dead, well put em to restBumba clocks em all dead, wit two in his chestBotty bwoy you come dead, and if in all dieWill you run dead em again? Well go on buddy let em flyThat's how it is in my city, and your citysir it gets no pretti-er just more grittyper capita, all around>From the five boroughs on down to the mighty Bro town
Chorus
[Lord Jamar]Now watch this current rock it current for a sentencefor a triple homicide, cripple any drama that reside in the mindof those livin outside of my statelineLet em know we all the same kindwith the same crimes, catchin the same time, which translates to hang timeOrganised gangs slangin dimeLord Jamar is black G-zuz, I sees thiseverywhere I go, brothers hustlin to make the doeFast or slow, ya wanna see your cash growlike grass, but meanwhile take a blast of the eland let the smell resonate, never hesitatewhen it comes to puttin food on your plateDevise schemes by all meansLike a sunrise when it beams, keep your eyes on the CREAMLive Wires on the team Connect, get respect for they realnessI know you feel this
Chorus
