i’m back with a vengeance
with intentions, to make you realize
and did i mention i said my goodbyes
i gotta new invention
that’ll make ya bob ya head,
your attention please, all eyes on me
feel the base in the beat
in the driver’s seat
with the volume up high
as we ride through the streets, toughtown hometown is the place we meet.
and here we go again
come tell all your friends
who put the bend in the ship
who put the ten in the clip
took a shot at my lip
pushin hard and i trip
and when you slip, i’m a catch you
you can’t hide,
you’re lucky if i let you, live or die
this life is hardcore, listen to jacorre, before you open that front door.
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so whatcha gonna do
when the time comes
for you to make your move
whatcha gonna say
is it gonna be your way or my way
whatcha gonna do
when the time comes
for you to make your move
whatcha gonna say
is it gonna be your way or my way, what.
it’s been 24 hours a day 7 days a week with no sleep, beep beep
my celly keeps goin, beep beep,
connect the dial string and you’ve got mail
workin everyday, overtime on saturdays,
flyin all across the u.s. is best
with a cross over ya chest
this is a test
of the emergency broadcast system
i gotta make my money
someway somehow
i’m never gonna stop until i win the crowd,
i go blaow, with my brand new beat
and then pow, sweep you off of ya feet
and you can put me on a pedistal
it won’t phase me
i just let it go cause it won’t change me
so mind your own business
rollout, step aside,
this ain’t no bonnie and clyde
cause all I need in my life to win
is me as a good friend
and someone i can trust
who’s loyal enough
use me as they must
who will wipe off the dust when i fall
be there for my call
late nights and all, stand tall
when my back’s against the wall
so can you get through this
whatcha gonna do with this
it’s all up to you.
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you only get one chance in life
forever’s a very long time
so whatcha gonna do?
you gonna let it slide
or are you gonna hop on for the ride
one chance, one moment in time
whatcha gonna do?
i’m a take the trip, flip the script
don’t know the next line, ad lib a bit
you think it’s right now
when you’re takin a hit
but when the clock keeps tickin
i put money on it
ya cruisin round, blastin sound
always on that shhhhh
first and second times gone
now see if you can quit
why don’t ya act like you’re suppose ta
your friend’s best on the sofa, neva soba
knocked out Sammy Sosa
years passin now, battin no hits
one more lit
nobody round to pass the shhhhh
why don’t you learn from me
i try to use my wit
follow the leada
your minds are so inaccurate
one life to live, time keeps flowin
infinite, future to see
but this could be your last minute
you talk the talk, ain’t like some hypocrits well walk the walk
forget it here’s a seat to sit.
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