featuring 1 Life 2 Live Lil` Man
[Timbaland]
C`mon ah what? Ah what?
C`mon ah what? Ah what?
C`mon c`mon ah what?
Ah 1 Life 2 Live what?
Ah what?
[1 Life]
Live huh? Yeah
Y`all cats ain`t ready I`m just too much
When I was young my mamma said I used to cuss too much
If I ain`t known you twenty years I don`t trust you much
Roll with nuthin` but thugs and hustlers yeah
I don`t care if they crackin` down
I`mma drug graduate without the caps and gowns
I used to have a thing for buying gats and pounds
And I laugh in my rhymes cuz you cats is clowns
[Babe Blue]
Smash you down, patch you down
We take yo guns and we blast yo` round
Pass the crown to the new female king
This is real dog, you nuthin` but a lean out thing
[1 Life]
Like the end of the world
We put it all to a stop and
Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, they all gon` flock
And you go against us and you all gonna flop
When we reign, you gon` need more than a mop
[All]
1 - Can`t nobody do it like we do
(What what what what what)
Can`t nobody do it like we do
(What what what what)
Can`t nobody do it like we do
(What what what what what)
Can`t nobody do it like y`all do
(What what what what)
When we spit, yo we never run outta rounds
This is lifeball not football, you outta bounds
Since some of you people`s houses I be cruisin` around
Slow it down cuz I think that I`m losing you now
For those that`s not lost, tell y`all hoe`s to stop
Cuz the union is in here, toast it up
When they shoot you suppose to duck
Look at them by the bar posing drunk
(Say what?)
[Babe Blue]
We don`t care who we toast in here
We get you for how much you gross this year
You not a punk, you suppose to fear
Better not come out until the coast is clear
[1 Life]
Totin` beer, you hatin`, sayin` how they get a deal that fast
But even without this rap game I still have cash
My mommy wears a money wiz, I`m trickin` buying Vickey Secret
Just to cover her punani hair
Repeat 1
[Lil` Man]
Uh oh, you didn`t think I was coming
My people can`t stand for the little man
To rock without or with bad
I can attempt, what chu gon` do?
Are ya gon` play it? Are ya gon` move?
The party ain`t gon` start if ya don`t dance
I don`t care if you lead, but you still be my man
I don`t get mad over silly pettyness
I say to hell with it, say oh advocate
Timbaland is known watch him make ya move ya feet
Make dope beats, rhyming a song so unique
His beats are like shine, aren`t cha, and the cast is true
Ya need the same identity, define how he soars
He`s the wicked man, the wicked just begun
Call him Timbaland the resurrection
Now reach
Don`t try to hide from ya feeling
Clear-ese
Don`t ya hear the set got in ya ear?
Clear-ese
This is the love man you`re talking to
Clear-ese
His beats are dope, I try to tell you
Can`t nobody see us in the nine eight
Or the nine nine
(Freaky freaky)
You`re late
(Freaky) You`re late
(Freaky) You`re late
(Hey girls and guys)
You`re late
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
Like you, the public
Is y`all the public
Ya do it so well
This goes out to y`all
By Storm, Z-man
1 Life 2 Live
Little Man
wanna thank y`all
For makin` us
Who we are today
