Wutuwankno

Yea, M A L O<br>Take a look at my eyes<br>Take a look at my eyes, and tell me what you see<br>When you look at me, wutuwankno now<br><br>[Masta Ace]<br>I`ma speak to the fans now the ask the questions<br>So there`s no room for errors, no chance for guessing<br>That`s the reason why on this track I choose to rap<br>It`s to make sure that none of yall consufe the facts<br>`Cause no I never moved to Cali<br>I just had a bitch in Compton and a few in the valley<br>And "Born 2 Roll" never went gold or so I`m told<br>I never did find out how much the shit sold<br>And no I ain`t saw at Marley<br>Though I rarely ever see him and I call him harley<br>And no I never lived in the bridge<br>But Craig and Shante, did as kids<br>Straight from the ville had to catch the train<br>No I never picked a pocket or snatched a chain<br>I was way too deep in the music<br>God gave me a gift, I decided to keep it and use it<br>And no I wasn`t dissing Ghost<br>Before you try to spread beef, you should listen close<br>I gotta watch what I`m yelling fella<br>`Cause some fans dumb like Hellen Keller<br>No, label ain`t off the ground<br>But we bound to get yall niggaz open off the sound<br>No, we ain`t got an office yet<br>But we got big plans like an architect<br>Take a look<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Take a look at my eyes, and tell me what you see<br>When you look at me, wutuwankno now<br>Take a look at my life, and tell me what you see<br>When you look at me, wutuwankno now<br>Take a look at my eyes, and tell me what you see<br>When you look at me, wutuwankno now<br>Take a look at my life, and tell me what you see<br>When you look at me, please I got to go now<br><br>[Edo. G]<br>I see the look of concern and fake, it`s your turn to wait<br>I play the judge, and the jury and the journallete<br>See, that tend to happen when you learn hate<br>Edo left out good, but returned great<br>And now I`m about to face the city<br>Plus I got a case with Diddy<br>For jacking my classic<br>I got to have it beat that`s so greedy, I`m so witty<br>And yall niggaz is so pretty<br>Outside of Boston, people ask me about Benzino<br>Are we cool, do we got beef, or is we peoples<br>We could debate on that, but I guess yall got to wait on that<br>Now hate on that nigga, and stop stirring up beef<br>You turning up grief, when you doubt your beliefs<br>Stay out of grown folk business<br>We young enterpreneurs that own our own business<br>I answer questions like a witness<br>And chop your crew down, with no forgiveness<br>Take a look in his eyes<br>he`s an angel on the outside. but a crook in disguise<br>Now take a look<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Masta Ace]<br>Look here, I got to go, be fair, I got a show<br>You here, you kind of slow, oh yeah, you got to know<br>Well, I do got a lot to tell<br>And a book `bout my life got a shot to sell<br>Yea, them raps `bout them rise, I was one of the first<br>But them fats niggaz high like a gun in a purse<br>Yea I made you put them chromey things on your cars<br>And yea, I used to hang with some porno stars<br>Strip clubs on the weekly basis<br>I used to, see these faces in some freaky places<br>But all that`s behind me, it`s not the same<br>When you reach a certain age, life is not a game<br>I was in the fast lane, I was out for speed<br>But now I got more than one mouth to feed<br>Yea, it used to be all about a hump and the rub<br>But I ain`t tryin` to be that old nigga up in the club<br><br>[Chorus]