Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Everybody Wants a Name , by - Big MikeRelease date: 07.04.1997
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Everybody Wants a Name , by - Big MikeEverybody Wants a Name |
| My lil' partner be talkin about it’s been approximately |
| Five years and four months from the day |
| That all these niggas done came up around his way, what can he say |
| You can ask Shelley, and even she’ll say (hey) |
| These niggas be callin themselves big shots ever since he been away |
| Even Dante got a little size upon his chest |
| Maybe it’s from the reinforced teflon vest |
| But nevertheless, he takes it all in stride |
| Talkin about (these niggas got theirs, it’s only right that I gets mine) |
| Nah, don’t go near them niggas, son, you might get shot |
| Believe me when I tell you: things ain’t the same on the block |
| They got Glocks and shit done changed |
| For a buck and some change |
| They might blow out your muthafuckin brains |
| These niggas ain’t thinkin when they’re tryin to get a piece |
| The only peace you better get is of mind |
| And stay your ass inside |
| Wide eyes actin sheif and shitty |
| For attention hoe-ass niggas’ll have a mortician ready to fit me |
| For a suit and casket, it’s gettin drastic |
| My nigga got hit in his shit, some say he was askin |
| For trouble, true, and he found it with a .44 mag |
| They took him out in his jag (yo man went out bad) |
| Such a sad, sad song if you ask me |
| Blood on his t-shirt and khakis, brain in the back seats |
| (Goddamn) that’s exactly what I said |
| But now my nigga’s dead behind that fast life that he led |
| Shedded some tears, but they all got wiped away |
| I love my nigga, I put his name on my license plate |
| I live my life this way cause that way’ll get a nigga stank |
| No more smokin dank on suicide quests for bank |
| I puts it down on tape and reap the benefits |
| Like the smart niggas who grew up and quit that shit |
| Life is precious, cherish it while you have it |
| It’s enough loot to go around for everybody to live lavish |
| Everybody wants a name |
| Everybody wants the fame |
| People playin suicide games |
| Tell me who’s to blame |
| For all the pain and things |
| That we can’t explain |
| Partner, it’s cold outside, and the temperature’s steady droppin |
| But these niggas ain’t stoppin as long as drugs sales are poppin |
| They clockin a grand a day, muthafuck what the man will say |
| Villains kidnappin to kill a nigga, and they plans to stay |
| So when I sleep, I sleep with one eye closed |
| Cos the fellas ain’t the only ones schemin, even fly hoes |
| I knows this, I seen it all in their fangs |
| I stay alert cause muthafuckas do dirt with half a chance |
| And I plans to be around, not six feet in the ground |
| Kickin back with other blacks enjoyin the sound |
| Of our kids comin up in a similar fashion |
| Makin it happen, gettin theirs without askin |
| Until then I keep on rollin with the punches |
| Collectin dough in bunches, layin my head on plush shit |
| A hunch kid,'ll get your ass a long stay |
| But a little bit of faith’ll carry a nigga a long way |
| Now, show me a man who ain’t afraid to die, and I show you five |
| Choose a rule, so partner, choose your side |
| Recognize with your own eyes this ain’t no false statement |
| I’m from New Orleans, where bullshit ain’t shakin |
| You gots to qualify, be down to die |
| These punk-ass niggas around my way thinkin they hard made it hot outside |
| You got your pride, I got my love |
| I’m too swift with the gift, you find no blood on my black glove |
| Now I’m above all that chitter-chatter |
| But a year ago you was about to throw a blow, now tell me what’s the matter |
| Collect the data, I had a year to put this out |
| I got one more bomb in my palm, now bet I miss your house |
| Now is you is or is you ain’t? |
| Ready to put your goddamn life on the line for that bank |
| You better think, but partner don’t think too long |
| My people stay strong, we know where we belong |
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