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Who I be? I be, I-B-E!
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Peak #5,882
Peak in subgenre #915
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Written by Ibe Wazir
Uploaded
July 21, 2003
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MP3 4.5 MB • 128 kbps • 4:52
Lyrics
Verse 1:
OK, I remember the days when it was just me, Chris, and Big J
Seth and Doug, and man how we just loved to play
Football, basketball, baseball in the backyard
You wanna hang wit us then you had to play that hard
And when I say hard that means better than better
Cause we would work hard to try to be a competitor
Ballin all day in any kind of weather
And when we stayed together we was always way ahead of the
Other competition, oh yeah not to mention
All the days we spent together up in detention
And when we had those little fights against one another
Man that wasn’t nothing, we was just like brothers
Then we would team up and beat up all them other cats
Tell ‘em ante up, and take their starter caps
We needed something tight, to match our Hammer pants
So we could look coo while we did the Humpty Dance
Y’all remember when I had that long rat tail
With a flat top that was nappy as hell?
Come on don’t laugh, y’alls fade sucked too
Lookin at me grinning with your big bucked tooth
Back in the days I had a whole lot of enemies
Thank God for my brothers, for people who offended me
Without them n*** z I probably wouldn’t be me
They were the ones that taught me to stand on my own two feet
By knockin me down and yellin for me to get back up
And with the heart that I have, I was right back up
But see it all makes since, they were makin me tough
Cause kids would try to mess with me, but get messed up
Cause I was a little too tough, a little too wild
Had to take a couple of trips to juvenile
For punchin Allen Scheffer smack dab in his chest
And prank callin 9-1-1, what the heck?
Chorus:
*We were tryin so hard, hard to survive
Cause even though we were young, we had to stay strong
No matter what we went through, it was me and my crew
And that’s how it went, when we were kids*
Verse 2:
It used to be real tight when we used to sneak out in the night
Walkin all through our neighborhood looking for bikes
I found mine though way out in the park
And since I was crazy, it wasn’t even dark
And people found out so that had to stop
So we started bustin out windows wit bats and rocks
We used to go and hit up every store in town
But I got caught twice so I can’t do that now
I used to walk out wit a big box of nerds and a sprite
And some beef jerky I had tucked under my tights
We even stole a baseball bat, and a pair of shoes
And a baseball glove, man we were foos
But back then we thought everything was coo
Didn’t have any money but still got something new
We blew all of our money on videogames
At the arcade, or we bought them fake gold chains
It’s strange how we’ve grown up and everything’s changed
But I know when I’m hurt y’all still feelin my pain
I got a list of real n*** z I gots ta name
Sit back and peep this, this is a deep list
It goes Douglas, Big J., Chris, and Nate
And Nova, they ain’t got time fore n*** ’s that’s fake
My dawgs Demond, Seth, Crazy J., and Ben
Jamahal, Zach, Adam, can’t forget Marquin
Lets see Jay, Justin, Jordan, Omar and Ryan
Bucky, Taylor, Lambo, Matt and Brian
Joe, Pepper, Chandler, Andre, Yoke
And Craig’s crazy ass is over there wit Goch
I can’t leave without sayin these last three
Cause these n*** z right here means everything to me
Doin his thing in Georgia, my cousin Steve
And show your brotha some love Ajamu and Tarik
(Chorus)
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