featuring Keith Murray, Lord Jamar
Keith Murray, UGK and oh my Lord Jamar
Intro/Chorus: Lord Jamar
The east to the west
Up north to the down south
Live wires connect
So if you swangin on thangs
(Keith Murray, UGK and oh my Lord Jamar)
or down to gangbang, or waitin on the train
It's still the same thang
*repeat*
[Bun B]
You cut your mind and your body with the rhyme and the shotty
Go and find me or hidin, with wine and Bacardi
Get down like John Gotti then I gotta get lost
I'm gone in the wind
My momma keep on tellin me there's Bun in the sin
I guess I'm hell-bound destined
to learn my lesson, sess in my chestin
It burn but I keep on puffin, no bluffin
They don't call me Big Bun for nothin
No homeboys you come dead, well put em to rest
Bumba clocks em all dead, wit two in his chest
Botty bwoy you come dead, and if in all die
Will you run dead em again? Well go on buddy let em fly
That's how it is in my city, and your city
sir it gets no pretti-er just more gritty
per capita, all around
>From the five boroughs on down to the mighty Bro town
Chorus
[Lord Jamar]
Now watch this current rock it current for a sentence
for a triple homicide, cripple any drama that reside in the mind
of those livin outside of my stateline
Let em know we all the same kind
with the same crimes, catchin the same time, which translates to hang time
Organised gangs slangin dime
Lord Jamar is black G-zuz, I sees this
everywhere I go, brothers hustlin to make the doe
Fast or slow, ya wanna see your cash grow
like grass, but meanwhile take a blast of the el
and let the smell resonate, never hesitate
when it comes to puttin food on your plate
Devise schemes by all means
Like a sunrise when it beams, keep your eyes on the CREAM
Live Wires on the team Connect, get respect for they realness
I know you feel this
Chorus
