Sayin' Somethin'

Yeah yeah, Ed O.G Two-thousand, Primo Yeah, niggas claim they runnin this house They just runnin they mouth You ain't sayin nuttin [Verse One] Yo.. If the opportunity was to present itself I might just have to go and reinvent myself Hook up a chick and advance, don't stick whenever the chance Sometimes I hit, most the time my dick in my pants It's on dogs, put your life on pause/paws Get heads wrapped up in bras and drawers, fightin a lost cause We break laws, give gauze when we break jaws Findin flaws in stars and keep the even with the odds In head-nods, from Spanish red-head broads And stay Trump tight, with the cards Went from a meter to a yard, livin my life scarred Cause every minority grow up hard Blow up hard, illin get you banned and barred Soon as you start sleepin catchin you off guard The very thing, is a 'Bury thing Either everything is workin, or you workin for everything [Hook: DJ Premier scratches] "Boston niggas don't play.." ".. live and direct son" "The crew is sayin somethin.." ".. you know the deal" [Verse Two] Will them dogs that smoke blunts witchu, throw a punch witchu Or hold it down when you down and the mutts hitchu? We all got tools -- I hate tellin good people bad news Everybody livin by they own rules Niggas make me so sick I get nauseous When I'm in the streets I always remain cautious You can get rolled up, like a ounce in some Garcias Compare my accomplishments, to my losses Everybody wanna wonder what the winner does On my worst day now, it was better than it was Cause money kept, is twice as good as money burned And money won, is twice as sweet as money earned Will there ever come a time, when the cryin ends? Cause death is just a moment when the dyin ends The very thing, is a 'Bury thing Either everything is workin, or you workin for everything [Hook] [Verse Three] Alcohol and weed is my vices To see my daughter smile is priceless I leave the nicest lifeless Return like Christ in a crisis Take this +American Pie+, and distribute out slices Like enterprisers, who take it to the wire And shine so bright, niggas need a sun visor MC's search the seven seas and wind up fishin There's little to no competition When I appear like an abberition Your repitition, kept you in the same tradition, same position Same ol' rapper, same ol' mission, the game won't listen We got two thousand new ways, to shine and glisten Ed O.G. is to rap, what Pedro is to pitchin Nowadays if you dissin, you could wind up missin But if you ain't under God, you goin under hard And we gon' be the main event and y'all are undercard The very thing, is a 'Bury thing Either everything is workin, or you workin for everything [Hook]