MJG: It ain`t no changing me, no matter what you claim to see
I can only aim to be, M-J-G
If thangs seem strange to me, they can`t be the same with me
You know it`s lame to be, somethin that you know is a lie
Hoes want a nigga to try to be somethin that he ain`t,
right before your eyes, livin his life in a fuckin disguise
Follow the pack, and wind up dead last (Go on)
Real dummy with your scared ass
In the future, ain`t nobody gonna listen to you
(Why) Cause you do whatever to please the crew
It`s easy to - Kiss ass for your wealth, Or get cash for yourself
I think I`ll go with the green, Cause asses I do not clean
As bad as the shit might seem, I got a get-right team
Nigga, sensing myself and I, it ain`t ever let a day go by
Without reality checks, fuck my salary check,
that ain`t the reason why I want respect, but you ain`t finna
distress
I gotta keep a level head, fuck what a devil said
I`m stayin me, M-J fuckin G - Put your trust in me..
Chorus: I can`t be nobody but me, and that`s all I can be
I can`t be who you want me to be, cause nigga, that ain`t me
(repeat x 4)
Eight: 100 ways to die, and I done survived 99
99 lives lost and one of them could`ve been mine
Blind with my eyes open, seein what is killin me
Feelin what is killin me, but wantin more constantly
Runnin from temptation, but I`m much to slow to get away
Gang, shootin niggas and bitches fuckin with me everyday
Man if I was lame and couldn`t see em from a mile away
Smile on their mug, and in their minds, nothin but jealousy
Why should I get caught up in that bullshit not concernin me
Yeah, I run with Suave and we gone ride til infinity
Lord if I was lyin, strike me right here as I`m speakin this
Separate the strong from the cowardly and the weak at this
(repeat chorus x 4)
Eight: I see him everyday, point shaven and cravin
for the money that I be savin, and the moves that I be makin
Breakin rules, tryin not to be one of them broke fools
robbin niggas comin from school, thinkin that that shit is cool
Served out, whether sober, playboy, I got heataz for ya
Quick to shoot, because that indo boosts up my paranoia
I rap the blues, cause the blues is what I`m livin nigga
Surrounded my animals - livin and dyin by the trigga
Word to me, and if that shit don`t meet your expectations
Fuck you critics, I do this for the underground nation
Slab ridaz, nigga, drug traffickaz and jackaz
Heat packaz, nigga, all my homeboys ain`t rappaz
And, I wouldn`t say it if it wasn`t necessary
All of this is just a test, tryin to prepare me
My future`s lookin dark, and I don`t think it`s gettin brighter
Forever Eightball, Pimp-Caso, Poetry writer...
MJG: It`s hard to be, something that you didn`t start to be
these streets be apart of me, until it`s hard to see
till the years when it`s hard to walk, gettin old
and, it`s hard to talk, I`m on a line of chalk
it seems thinner than a line of thread, but through all this
still instead, I`m real after all
Paper, short or tall - Wife, be big and small
and still down to earth, I`ll still be on the scene
Life like a tv screen, but I keep my strength
and I`ll keep my hope (Why?) Cause I know they got me under the scope
But, if you`re lookin at me, Look close, and your ass will learn
Maybe when you have your turn, and take a stand and shit
You might be a man and shit, make your own plan and shit
Cause I don`t make no moves unless G wanna make that move
Fuck he and she wanna make that move, I got a face that blues
when a nigga gotta pay them dues, and they lookin at my face like Ooo
Mane, you broke and shit, but they ain`t gonna throw me out a rope
and shit
I`m a drown and choke and shit
And my folkaz get clowdy with that hocus pokus shit,
I`ll be the brokest trick...
But, I`m gone be myself, Pimp type nigga for sho`
Once again like I did it befo`, up top or below
I`m a keep my feet on the flo`, and do it in the heat or the snow
Give me a beat and I go, Off like a champ on your ass
Drop the mic and vamp on your ass, stick a stamp on your ass
Send you off to camp on your ass...when I rain, I`ll dampen your
path.
(repeat chorus ..)
