LYRICS: BI TRK 2 "GET IT ALL"

(PRESS PLAY TO HEAR MUSIC TO SONG)


OKAY 1ST THE BEAT GOOO...THEN THE BEAT STOP/
I DONT NEED A BEAT... I CAN BEAT BOX/
THIS IS STREET HEAT... THESE ARE HEAT ROCKZ/
WE ON THE STREETS DEEP... F' A STREET COP/
ALWAYS KEEP THE HEAT COCK'D/
WE ALWAYS HAD THE STREETS LOCKED/
WE BEEN HAD THIS HAD SHIT OCK/
YALLL JUST NOW FINDING OUT/
WWW DOT. U CAN KISS MY ASS NOW/
WIT ALL THE W'S I GOT THESE LOSERS STILL AINT BAGGING DOWN/
DAMN U GOTTA RESPECT THEY HUSTLE THO/(WHY)
B'CUZ I NEVER RESPECT THE FLO/(OOOO)
FUNERAL... BODY BAG... CASKET CLOSED/
HE BEEN DEAD... I BEEN KILT'M... WALKING GHOST/
HE'S FOOD... BREAKFAST... WALKING TOAST/
HE'S GONE... FINITO... ADIOS/(OUCH)

...AND I'LL BE HUSTLING LIKE ITS NO MANANA/
AND IF YOU NO ESPANOL THAT MEANS TOMORROW/
IM BOUT A DIME IM BOUT A DOLLAR/
MY TIME COST DOLLARS/
IF U AINT ABOUT A DOLLAR GET THE F' OUTTA MY WORLD/
IMMA D.O.G THATS DOLLARS OVER GIRLS/
& IM FLYING WITHOUT WINGZ THATS OUTTA THIS WORLD/
I SAW YA BRO IN THAT SPACESHIP FLYING DOWN PEARL/
THAT BOY NEED A FACELIFT TO HIDE FROM THESE GIRLS/
ACE OF SPADE 2 ON THE MUTHAFUCKING WAY/
I GOT SOOO MANY BARZ I COULD DROP EVERYDAY/
CATCH ME OT IM IN A DROP EVERYDAY/
I WOULDNT FLOSS ON RATTIN ASS NIGGAZ NO WAY/
RAN WHERE U GOIN THIS ONE WAY/
CHECKING IN A SUITE TO DRINK LIQUOR ON SUNDAY
DOWN SOUTH ATL JUST LEFT FLA/
IM MR. EVERYWHERE... I DO THIS SHIT EVERYDAY/
SHOUT TO MRS. EVERYTHING... I LOVE U DEAR. IN EVERY WAY/
I GET ON ON THESE BEATS AND SAY WHAT I WANNA SAY/
IM GONE....