Boyz with da bass, boyz with da bass 2 Live Crew, 2 Live Crew Boyz with da bass, you better know it That's right y'all, you heard it 'cause we said
for us to make it And we can overcome anything we faced with (We are soldiers after all, down by honor we won't fall After all, all, all, all, all....) [
here You see I'm, just Marshall Mathers I'm just a regular guy, I don't know why all the fuss about me Nobody ever gave a fuck before all they did was
y'all down, y'all livin' our memories forever We never gon' let y'all go [Aaliyah (Jay-Z):] I, can't, breathe, no, more (We not remembering y'all
to yard We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods (come on) Precious metals round our necks and arms (yea) We tear it up y'all, bless the mic
so into me A couple you might've fucked before, mentally I don't snitch, furthermore I tour {?} It's death before dishonor before misery Let us know it - we don't
that right?) (Hahahahaha) Yeah (Hehehehe) Why niggaz look mad? (Is that right?) Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free! Y'all niggaz look like y'all wanted
You niggaz just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha [Chorus: Danny Boy] I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad at cha) Iiiiiiiii ain't mad [2Pac
t he didn't he didn't let me know about all the shady shit that's in, in between you and yo' dream, y'know? See it's more than the music, I spit it from
some motherfuckin, Don Julio or some'n, y'knahmsayin? With two foul rings on, y'knahmsayin? Couple of mean Guatemalians wit us Half Guatemala, half Somalian nigga Niggaz ain't
t fuckin' wit y'all I'ma keep on keepin' on, keep on holdin' on Why don't you niggas keep ya mouth shut? Without us, you clout sucks, you doubt us and
try and mimic But they just can't get it No, they don't have their mind on it I don't hear no soul in it They don't have they heart in it We gone put
that far Just to drop me off here Y'all keep arguing about religions While y'all referring to y'all old books of the bible Y'all all out to miss the last
, with my wrist all rocked put up ya lighters for BIG, now light a blunt up for Pac fuck all this beefin on beats nigga we deep in the streets and all
air, we don't care [Dogg Pound] Niggaz don't give a fuck nigga [Snoop] About nuthin at all, just my Doggs and clockin the grip bitch [Dogg Pound] Niggaz don't
up, we took you on, and we took y'all beat You know we beat you down, and we took y'all beat Cause you wasn't rockin it right Tired of suckers rockin
gonna be dead in a year Plus, I know you tired of them fake thugs All-be gangstaz in they video with make-up Uh, I don't think so nigga, I'm an outlaw
22 now what the fuck you gonna do Convicted felons, they don't get no work, we all know that Now you forced to draw back, you seen the cycle They don't