looked at the stars But I don't know how you went so far No I don't know how you went so far I don't know how you went so far
looked at the stars But I don't know how you went so far No, I don't know how you went so far I don't know how you went so far
] [Scratching:] Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough [x4] Be so rough [x3] Rough [x3] Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough [x2]
you nigga Fuck you, then rob you nigga A grimy braud, that will set you and wet you Leave you for my dogs to fetch you Tie you up and wet you Unless
and making it free for you to party ya got to have the movies so we'll get right down and give you the groove for you to dance you gotta get hype so
when you went astray, we sent prophets to reveal things And left scriptures behind to fulfill things But you still wanna kill things, rob and steal things So
slide trombone Add a little guitar, Geoff Blythe on the sax Gonna shoot you full of our New York fix Then we went into the studio and made a tape Frank
throb you nigga Fuck you, then rob you nigga A grimy broad that'll set you and wet you Leave you for my dogs to fetch you Tie you up and wet you Unless
in my crew Don't take lightly, to you busta's, and so we say fuck you Then buck you, tuck you in for the night As you think about the paper at the funeral
you busta's, and so we say fuck you Then buck you, tuck you in for the night As you think about the paper at the funeral sight So when I'm hangin wit
throb you nigga Fuck you, then rob you nigga A grimy braud, that will set you and wet you Leave you for my dogs to fetch you Tie you up and wet you
