Smile

Yuk, what, thug lord, regime<br>West coast, Yukmouth, Mac Mac, uh, check<br><br>(Verse 1: C-Bo)<br>Mission arrives upon all means, all the cream<br>Baddest bitches you ever seen tatted wit regime<br>Thug Lord, wit the real hard core<br>Keepin it crackin once, prepared for war<br>Three of the downest nigga`s you ever imagined and go platinum<br>Known to keep it crackin wheter it`s packin or scrapin<br>Jackin a rapper, shit I give it up if I can smile<br>Ballin and repent somebody smile for me baby<br>Then made it across the crossroads<br>Skated the boss mode<br>Now me, Mac and Yuk escalatin in floss mode<br>Jaguar`s, bad broad`s, anything you ask for<br>Motorcycle`s, and fast cars, I ask the lord to forgive me<br>To keep me in this, I`m livin is for my children<br>I can`t eat without another million<br>I`m livin life in the fast lane, champagne to wash away ya pain<br>Them tears, that I been holdin in for years, smile for me<br><br>(Chorus:1x)<br>Smile, smile, oh smile<br>I only wanna see you smile<br>Smile, oh smile, oh yeah<br><br>(Verse 2: CJ Mac)<br>How many words can make a average man sit and try<br>Picture my lies, throwin bricks besides a business<br>Tried crippin for life<br>Tried dippin around this bitch without a clippin tonight<br>Tried chips for somethin, homocidal call it crime, we cursed<br>All we know we havin dreams in mirror`s<br>Fast cars, bad bitches, and teams to kear<br>Crack the seal loc, pour me out a shot of that filth<br>So I can drown in all my feelins inside, we all lit<br>Ha, dustin off the chronic ash and blast<br>Caught up in a mash of cash, we want it fast<br>I`m slippin, dirty I`m home, family won`t hug me<br>But that`s how the livin as is gonna be, so fuck em<br>I reak of scandalous schemes, and livin fast<br>It`s like the second when I`m sayin by my hour glass, damn<br>Been at ?????, and livin buckwild<br>But i`ll give it all up to pop a smile, I wish that I could smile<br><br>(Chorus:1x)<br><br>(Verse 3: Yukmouth)<br>Ayo, I wake up every mornin praisin the lord<br>Thankin the lord for bein my shootin arm<br>Keepin a soldier safe in his war<br>I worry about livin no more, get paid and stayin on tour<br>Receivein my blessings, the lord<br>That`s why I quit stresstin no more<br>Now I can keep my tech in the drawer, and keep my vest on the floor<br>I`m still protected by the lord like never before<br>Acceptin the lord, for sakes, still respectin the lord<br>Praise his name for what you got<br>Cause what you got really ain`t yours<br>It`s the lords, and we his children<br>He want us all to pay for jewelry<br>Livin in mansions inside a apartment buildings<br>If we can stop this stealin, If we can stop the sinnin<br>If we can stop the killings, start prayin, start repentin<br>And ask god for forgiveness, the fatherfull forgiveness<br>And feel the spirtural healin, and god`s by witness<br>So keep the pray for, even if you was raised hard<br>I was buried in the graveyard, until I praised god<br><br>(Chorus until fade)