Y'all cats were just too blind to listen
It ain't shit changed, we gon' bang like this
Before the game is 10 percent skill and 90 percent Hollywood
Go ahead, check the game, be my guest
Stacked with the wealth that you can't take witchu
Peep the design from the mastermind
And back for mo', 'cause we can't get enough
And back for mo', 'cause we can't get enough
And back for mo', 'cause we can't get enough
Half-assed rhymes that you can't watch, no
I flirt with the idea of quittin' the game
I'ma keep swingin' 'til the medics come get you
I've been this way and I can't stop, ah
Straight to the bank with my bitch and have safe sex
Stand firm, solid as the ground I'm holdin'
I got a sixth sense, that tells me you ain't worth six cents
We stay on the grind until we die
I'm bigger, stronger, faster, built to hurt
We deal, we stack, we multiply
Loose yourself in the music, move it or lose it
Here for redemption been around forever
Win time after time 'til there ain't none left
Seizin' the moment, livin' and dyin' to spit with a vengeance
Crooked ass the cops to the Rampart district
Everybody gon' get hurt, if I do dirt
Often imitated, but cannot be, X
We back on line, we came to ride
Somethin' brand new and heavy to get off my chest
It ain't my fault, we keep droppin' hits
So I spit about it, whatever I feel about it
I'm sick with my sixth sense
What do you believe in? I believe in
We busy, stay off my line, you can't get through
Yo Dre, bring that shit back one more time!
We back on line, we came to ride
I don't need that, I don't believe that
We stay on the grind until we die
We back on line, we came to ride
Next man, it's the X-Man rollin'
Whattup Doc? I'm gettin' down to business
Everybody and anybody who come to my party
And I'm drinkin' this fifth, we still don't take no shit
We stay on the grind until we die
It take brains, balls and backbones to get it on
Speech don't fail me now
Publishers: DERTY WERKS, EMI APRIL MUSIC INC.
Make mine golden, permanent state issue
Hardhat, punch the clock, back to work
It ain't 'cause I want to it's 'cause I gotta
And back for mo', 'cause we can't get enough
And keep it on, we keepin' it movin', to each his own
I'm just bein' real about it, X get hot nigga forget about it
Songwriters: Alvin Joiner, Denaun M Porter
We deal, we stack, we multiply
Long range missile, if we got issues
Like they ready to get rowdy and touch somebody
We stay on the grind until we die
We deal, we stack, we multiply
Above the rest, accept no less
Get it crip while the gettin' is good
And you can't spit like this, so I'm takin' yo' bitch
Hands on the ball and I won't drop, no
I'ma squeeze this shit and nobody gon' miss you
We deal, we stack, we multiply
Abuse it, let's booze it, please don't confuse it with the
What's next, collect respect like paychecks
Who's that nigga y'all came to see? X
Nah! I'ma evolve continue to change
Dedicated to the enemies and friends that hold me down
We back on line, we came to ride