Here we are in this world. I don't know how we got here, but somehow we learned how to live here. Now our brains are too big for our heads. They're
your name on my arm. I always said my girl's a good luck charm. If she can find a reason to forgive, Then I can find a reason to live. I used to be
your name on my arm I always said, "My girl's a good luck charm" If she can find a reason to forgive Then I can find a reason to live, yeah I used to
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy Living in a box Under the stairs In the corner of the basement In the house half a block down the street from
m good ta gets mine If it wadn't for bad, I'd have no up than luck Smokin plank of man, who gives a motherfuck!!!! The bill collectors, they ring my phone
take that how you wanna take it I'm from these muthafuckin' streets And the same rules apply in this game, don't ever break it Ain't my muthafuckin' luck
don't know And you can take that how you wanna take it I'm from these motherfuckin' streets And the same rules apply in this game, you never break it With my motherfucking luck
good my nigga Back to the street again, it's all hood my nigga Knock on wood my nigga, we both walk the dog We ain't get to where we at by luck, shit
go from here? (Take it all, you need me) Yea, it's the boss, baby Look what you made me Where we going from here? So you ridin' wit us so good luck You
t listen to me Think I'm fakin' but I'm takin' all you sucker MC's To the end of the world and push you over Good luck couldn't find you in a four leaf
as fuck hittin the yang in the gut And if you think you can hang then good luck I'll take ya on no matter what ya think Ya know shit's all good, just
some, spend some (Come here) Spend some, spend some (Come here) Hoodrats in this thang (Come here) Hoodrats in this thang (Come here) Hoodrats in this thang (Come here) Hoodrats in this thang (Come here
show is gonna close with Digital Underground is gonna close the show. So, hey, I'm outta here, I'm gonna go have some more food, some more good music... How
of Mirrors Well, okay Have a good time, son And good luck finding your way out Wait a minute, I don't like it in here Hey, wait a minute, let me out
this hoochie I'm gonna stalk this hoochie So I'm gripping this old peice of shit right? Here's this smoochie poo at the stop light Ahem how's about
life I live Ain't extra No angels to Stand next to To live a life that's better I'll sacrifice Whatever This life I live Ain't extra No angles to Stand
up call Rob with Silkk up in the Viper Can't catch me, I know they don't like me [Chorus x4] Get it how ya live how we live be raw I ain't bout being
Hey yo! Yo sham! Yo sham!!! -yo,yo,yo! Come here nigga, wassup man? -whats the deal, son? How you doin man? -chillin man What you fuckin with that