Song Lyrics

Sometimes I feel lost like a runaway
Read over the dier
Reap while I stay
Getting Rich-ard like Pryor
Need to put the gun away
Cause I got priors
Its hard to stay rollin' when the world full of riders
Bullet tip on fire
Flyin' down sunset
Motivated to win
Like I ain't won yet
Take shit over
Hell naw I ain't done yet
I L-B-C y'all bringin' that a G boy
Tonight its going down like free fall
Chevy bouncin' up and down like a fuckin' see saw
Trippin' off hate no hee haw
All blacks locs on the loc
Actin' like I don't see y'all
Doing that shit to da mean dogg
When I bring it to you
You be like what you mean dog?
Then we go back and forth like its ping pong
Knowin' I should just ring ya bell ding dong
But that's one thing about this shit partner
Every move is so watched by these rich boxes
So why should I lose all my rich sponsors
I'm gone then you suddenly hip hoppin'
Shit, sip the gin then I'm in the wind
Pop a beam like an m n m
So strong yet a nigga thin
Rappers stay sayin' Slim so Shady but ain't talking Eminem
So f*ck you him and him
I was gang bangin' before a nigga entered in
No facade I went from the yard to a 3 car garage
To instant manaj's just vintage, relentless
I mean this I promise
No Suge, No Dre, Ida did this regardless
And that's what I'm supposed to think
Flinch at me like I'm supposed to blink
Motherfucka', this crip still, hard to swallow like a big pill
Pushin' 40's still a big deal
Ponytail still swanging, hair still braided
Laker to a Clipper I wont be faded
Nigga! So buzz on that shit
Back flip back to plack shit
Blue red white to black shit
But for the green I send a whole motherfuckin' team to clack shit
React to mack shit
Problem, terrorist
F*ck this rap shit

Calvin Broadus, Terrace Martin

The duration of 2 Minute Warning is 1:53 minutes and seconds.