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(feat. Yukmouth)

[Mac Dre]
Uh, what
Nigga what....let s do it, (nigga what)
Nigga what....Like that

[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
I know, doe ray me
But no I m not a R&B sanger
I m a gangter rapper throwin the middle fanger
To them square rubix cubes, who don t smoke and use
I m a cutthoat boy and I got a short fuse
I get kind of hyphy when I m gone off a little Gin
You don t like it, say hello to my little friend
Rat-ta-tat-tatta, it really don t matter
I push a hard line cross it, niggaz gon scatter
I m not the mad rapper, I m the rapper gon bad
Recordin on Pro-Tools at the pad
I give the game a bath, boy I m a sav
Come through the sideshow yokin the Cad

[Chorus x2]
Fuck what it cost (what it cost)
I m a boss (I m a boss), Tycoon (ty-tycoon)
Dipped in sauce (in sauce), I floss (I floss)
I coon (I-I coon)

[Verse 2: Yukmouth]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What you know about a, 600 V12
CL s spinnin on them Spreewells, dirty as hell
Like fuck a detail, still knock yo female
Mack that bitch til she break her Lee nails
On the track in TL, Yukmouth
First week out 80 thousand on the street sales
Now I m CEO that s seven dollars on the retail, bitch
I got niggaz poppin they collars, poppin E pills
Poppin them bottles, to poppin them cowards with that heatelle
And fuck Spitz, I get my ice from Vionnis
My new york italianni, he plug me with Spanish mamis
Bitches belly dancin like a swami, but fuck em
I m too cocky, poppin that Don P., smokin my broccoli
Cause I m a million dollar man like Ted Dediase
The FEDz see me, watch me, baby Liberace
The wrist stay rocky, the whips stay saucy, rims glossy
With mackin as Dre beside me
Call me frosty, frosty the snowman, the Oakland dopeman
Sell more kicks than Copeland s, bitch
The Oakland mayor, the Oakland Raider
With the king of Vallejo, bitch, Foldin paper
Tycoon

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Mac Dre]
I ride around town in my clean ass Benz
Range Rov, coughnut on some clean ass rims
Hot like Ted Turner, I pack the lead burner
Spit it, to get it, can t quit it I m a bread earner (ch-ching)
Post up at the 5-star telly, Dre touch mo bread
Than a motherfuckin deli
Young rich nigga, 20 inch nigga, P-I-M-P
It s all on a bitch nigga
I ve been gettin scrill, diamonds in my grill
Rep the pill, and boy do I keep it trill
Showoff, that ll go off on a blade
Kill like Raid and stay gon off made
Do what the fuck wanna, got bitches on the corner
Not just a thizz user, I m a thizz owner
Sometimes I thizz, sometimes I shroom
But whatever I do, I ma stay a Tycoon

[Chorus]

Angry
Stupid
Drunken
Violent
Angry
Stupid
Bitter
Won t be silent
I wanna be something
I wanna see something
I m gonna get nothing
I want you
I wanna be something
Don t wanna be nothing
If I could be that
If I could really be that
If I could be that for you
I ll huff and puff
I d like to blow my life down
If I...

Ich dreh den Schlüssel lieber zweimal um,
in dieser Gegend fragt man nicht warum.
Sie sagen herzlich Willkommen,
und es tut Ihnen leid.
Wenn ich Abends durch die Straßen geh,
oder morgens aus dem Fenster seh,
bekomm ich alles, was ich nie wollte.

Wishful thinking

Listen to the waves
Everything communicates
Will it ever be
Anything more
Than wishful thinking?
Oh no there you go
Looked away and
Missed the show
How much wasted time
Will you survive?

Feel the blades of grass
How it brings you back
It will always be
Only as green
As you can see

Oh no there you go
Looked away and
Missed the show
How much wasted...

Pain

Lie awake completely satisfied and let the sweat run through my hair
Well I haven t felt this way in quite sometime when I look over you re not there
Pain I won t let you slip away, No everybody must begin somewhere
Everyone here knows this is killing me, man it...

Memories to dust

Reveal your source to me
Hold your hands out for me

To withdraw them in time
The reasons become obscured

These scars in my heart
prove my undying affection
The memories still so fresh
remind me of my infection

Heal not the wounds on me
Let them...