Steal Da Show

(City Spud)<br>Yo, `for the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal<br>I`m the nigga, same nigga, thought was a lame nigga<br>Now I push a Range nigga, you know the name nigga<br>Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain nigga<br>And if I got beef I let the whole world know it<br>So if you got beef let the whole world know it<br>Yaun take it to the streets let the whole world know it<br>It`s the chance for your big career, don`t blow it<br>Or get it blown from the top gun nigga <br>I ain`t finished talkin `bout it `till ya top gone nigga<br>Dissin my crew you catch hot ones<br>I`m hot son, yo that`s why I carry hot guns<br>I`m on a beach in L.A. fuckin fly misses<br>While you niggas at the crib tryna` find misses<br>Yo I`m gettin head from the Mexican dime bitches<br>Them niggas mad `cause they riches ain`t like my riches<br><br>(Murphey Lee)<br>A yo, I`m Murphey Lee the school boy<br>The civilized jewel boy<br>I got not one, two, three, four, five, but six whores<br>For equality, Vokal, Cammy, and Wallabies<br>I smoke la like daa-da-dee, it got me boomin like ba-da-bing<br>Rap, don`t gotta sing `cause I get my hum on<br>Actually I get hummed on<br>Hoes tongues be on my dong dong<br>Gevity-long, head at night, head in the morn<br>Lunatic, five strong, king kong`s are writin songs<br>Cats be gettin gone thinkin they got it goin on<br>Folks brought you a brawl, it all started in ya home<br>Check the background, St. Louis clown from the U-Town<br>Fourteen, pimp of the year like Dru Down<br>Same crew now, it`s too damn quiet but too loud<br>Hoes be pretendin always sayin they too proud<br>If I ruled the world, I do now<br>Me and the `Tics `bout to rack `em and move the crowd<br><br>(Hook - Lunatics) 2x<br>Call the cops, I see a robbery in progress<br>Lunatics about to steal the show<br>(Where you from?)<br>>From the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4<br><br>(Ali)<br>I rip grass and smash, with a 44 mag<br>This nigga jag, from the front to the back I heard it crash<br>Nigga ??? ??? hurt `em bad, you heard him laugh<br>Talkin trash `bout whoopin my ass<br>I never let a nigga do that, who that<br>Get his brains blew back with a new gat<br>Yellin "true that", hollowtips is goin cleeeeean through that<br>And I didn`t have to get my whole team just to do that<br>In a blue hat, with a black baggy Karl Kani<br>An iced out ring just to score on your eye<br>Hard to die, like Bruce, Lee get a victory<br>Cats is sick like H-I-V if they feelin weak<br>We be ??? ???, Jackie Frost, ??? ???<br>Danny Terrio, ???? shows to the Motorola<br>Money hold up, whippin the Rover, high roller dog<br>What you holdin, I`m paid, so controllin y`all<br>Yiggidy yes y`all like Das EFX, I`s be next<br>To rep that Midwest, it`s sets and projects<br><br>(Keyaun)<br>Now once Keyaun say hit the safe, raise the stakes<br>`Tics in fifty states, might as well blaze the cake<br>I got moves to make, transactions to handshakes<br>Drugs for papes, now I`m sellin CDs and tapes<br>Funerals and wakes caused by greed and hate<br>A snake is still a snake no matter the size or shape<br>Those that hate, anchored with weights, found in the lake<br>Come off the chain my main, you tied to the gate<br>First you caught a case, second you caught the babes<br>Third, you caught me with your date, that was no mistake<br>Good things come to those who wait<br>So if you waitin on them `Tics, huh, they gon` be late<br>In your house with your spouse I`m doin the nasty<br>I`m a felon, ask Jay, I rob industries and ashtrays<br>Branson and hashy, ??? ??? and wrap somethin<br>And burn the place, ya heard me<br><br>(Nelly)<br>Watch me load up the ammo, cock it back slow<br>In the back door, infrared low<br>Tell me somethin that I don`t already know<br>Like, which one of these closets contain cash flow<br>Got three little problems I just thought you should know<br>Peep, I`m addicted to `yes` and I`m allergic to `no`<br>I`m obsessed with dough, money makin and the hoes<br>Anything other than satisfaction gon` blow<br>Heard through the grapevine you lookin for me<br>Couldn`t be, `cause if it was you would be bookin from me<br>Shook when ya see Nelly rollin in the GS-3<br>Hangin out the sunroof like "bing, bing, bing"<br>Back the car up, pop the trunk now<br>Can ya hold ya breath `cause I`ma flood this town<br>That ass scream "nine-second-five right here"<br>Neighbors on the lawn like "Nelly, why right here"<br><br>(Hook) 1 1/2x