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Say, this is the realist I ever wrote or I said
Wake up with it and take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart and hanging my head
'Bout the nigga these Texas streets ever bred

C L Butler known as Chad or Pimp C
The closest homeboy I ever had
Now when we first met, we wasn't on the page
From pettiness understandings got cleared up with age

Two young boys who was ready to
Put P A on the map and maybe make a little
Jumped down with Big Tyme, put down a few
co-signed saying that we could do no wrong

Then hit the streets with a big ass
gangsta ass rhymes with that country ass twang
Dropped, "Tell Me Something Good" off and went live
Shit, next thing you know we was signing to

Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Pocket of Stones"
Put the remix on "Menace" we had it going on
Got, in the streets and played on the air
But the homey putting us out, wasn't playing too

Had to separate ourself, in a new team
But sometimes the other side ain't always what it
We dropped "Super Tight" a full of killer flows
But we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes

We didn't what was happening on the real
And new management was cutting room deals
Hiding different and concealing the price
He had us all the work but was keeping the biggest slice

Took a while to on, to what homey was doing
But by the time we did, all the paperwork was in
kept all the receipts so we couldn't file taxes
The next you know, IRS hitting us with axes

you owe seven figures, Bun you owe six
Better get your paper together, get this fixed
Remixed the management team and tried it
Cussed out the GM, almost got put on the

Fuck it, dropped "Ridin' Dirty" instant classic in the
Reclaimed the southern title, shut everybody's
Got some clout in the game, calling us the greatest
But meanwhile me and Pimp is still ducking

The old manager and say he fina' sue
And put a padlock on the everything we to do
Put a call out to the Prince, this nigga still
We got heat for the streets, and we keep the people waiting

He made a to [Incomprehensible] and folks, telling the man
You gotta cut UGK some slack
Young Pimp got the plan, Bun got the
Rap-A-Lot had our back and we just on Jive

We got the big on the same page
So me and young Pimp went hit 'em from center
thing you know we got this call from the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz fly

He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from
And wondered some trill niggaz rock it with him
Shit big Bun was all for it, but wasn't sure
But "Big Pimpin" hit 'em

Number one song on every station you on
MTV and BET we getting our on
Grammy nominated can't believe that we it
And we got a call from Jive left us all faded

And it stated, that due to the success of the
We here at Jive records, would like to piggy
Get beat from Timb, then get a verse from Jay
Let Hype shoot the video and be on the way

it sounded okay, but me I had to ask
If we do Big Pimpin 2, would you still put us on blast
A song like that take a nigga to the top
But my fan base, might think a nigga flop

They got mad and put on hold
For damn near a year the buzz got cold
So we said fuck 'em and went to the basics
Trying to ways to get the fuck up out the matrix

We put "Dirty Money" together and it was
But that's around the time Pimp caught two cases
He got probation, said, "Fuck you hoes"
We finish the album, got ready to do a shows

And he violated, one month before we dropped
And just got put on hold or fucking stopped
Now 30 days done, we back to the
Album got released, big showdown in City

Niggaz with masks on, vests and all
It's Christmas and 1, bitch we was all that
Strongest on the block, nobody budge
And he violated, now we right back before the judge

They calling him a nuisance, put my dog a fence
It was 28th, he ain't been home since
Threw a through a loop and caught me in the crosses
Standing cold, CEO, now I'm the boss

Had the devil on my back, got to and drugging
Had to make a choice, get back to rapping or
So I walked into my bedroom, got on my knees
Put my together and I prayed Lord please

Let me get this bridge over water that's trouble
And get back up on my on the double
He said son worry 'cause it's not really hard as it seem
And I can turn nightmares back into dreams

You just got to true to yourself and succeed
Then push away from the devil and get to me
And every since that night man I promise I on it
Giving killer flow to anybody who want it
Pimp the pen like never before, I'm 'em G

Not to I got the world screaming free Pimp C
So as you make parole and they open the doors
You ain't gotta worry about nothing, the is yours
Ain't no mo' struggles my nigga and no mo'
I kept it because to me it's UGK for life