Verse 1:
My life is like a movie, aiyyo da bad guy good guy win, weak nigga pretend, to be live he not really I smoke a foul phillie, write rhymes try to stay I got two seeds, had 'em both in the same ya plan it like that but things occur, baby moms me I hatin' her, yo, you know what? Most of the time that's way the go, one minute you high, the you low Not a soul love, just love the doe Sometimes I think if a nigga Nore, what could I have that bitch like I did and would I get ass as a regular kid, only years understand this shit, nigga fake me, jealous of my manuscript I, manage to flip, casually rip, for my niggas fuck that cat's some snitch, I did a bid, came home survival come thru so I don't show love, that' how they view me hatin' me, tryin' to screw me, and your bitches only me in ja'causezi's at some other shows, politickin' with my pro's back, what? Callin' up some hoe
In a minute, I won't no set Yo, you find me, gotta hit me on the Internet W-W-dot-Nore, if not me I used to dream of, gettin' out of this rough Now it seems I'm trapped of thug shit In a minute, I won't no set Yo, you can't find me, hit me on the Internet W-W-dot-Nore, if not me I used to dream of, gettin' out of rough shit Now it seems I'm trapped of thug shit
2: Noreaga
For my thug niggas, just livin' life drivin' expansive cars, got one wife where could hide the work at, how to eat plus to work that Most of y'all hoes y'all not worth that And ya know me, type a nigga no D I'm feelin' my man Hollywood chronic make me feel good Total the hood remember when niggas just where they should Now niggas actin' outta place, talkin' out they fuckin' face how the real when they the snakes Yo, this Titanic bullshit, overdose shit, nap 48 hours left to clap shit, crack shit, like Bogota While ya still really think y'all real Just because ya bust a gat don't you keepin' it real Yo, I'm ill the heat, and I'm ill wit' the pill On the street, or on the mic, dick what you While y'all jealous niggas hatin' me just on I'm like Digital Underground, do what you My Cartier's glow like laser's, At every show what, got hoe's pushin' up Daisy's N.O.R.E. the way I this shit, yeah like Mase said Phonin' bitches 'n shit