| Way back in the day, in 1987
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| People used to say I wouldn’t make it to heaven
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| 1987 was the year of the trick
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| Muthafuckas talkin shit cause they was illegit
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| I used to hang out at the park and kick it with the fellas
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| Behind my back they talkin shit just because their jealous
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| Niggas used to diss me sayin I was a sucka
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| But that girl you all in love with… I fucked her
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| Nigga be dissin me but he can’t see
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| He takin care of a bitch who baby look like me
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| But I can’t tell him nothin, he'll think that I’m jealous
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| I got more bitches holdin on my dick than Perry Ellis
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| Nigga didn’t know what I was all about
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| I got cold dissed when I was down and out
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| Before you called me a sucka and now you wanna be down
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| When I was broke you wasn’t comin around
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| Now people give me my props all over town
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| But niggas like you still dyin to be down
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| Dyin to be down means simply this
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| You don’t jock a nigga that you already dissed
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| And when you start jockin him then he’s knowin
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| You’re nothin but a sucka punk ass ho and
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| A pussy ass nigga jumpin on the bandwagon
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| You’ll get kicked in your ass like the last dragon
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| D-y-i-n-g to be d-o-w-n my friend
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| No way that we could ever be cool
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| I’m takin all punk ass niggas to school
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| But, school is out and there’s no doubt in my mind
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| You wouldn’t set me up or drop a dime
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| Once a punk ass nigga always one
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| And you been a punk ass nigga in more ways than one
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| Except you keep comin around cuz niggas like you ain’t down
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| You’re dyin to be down
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| How can I be down is all I hear
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| But fuck Esham was the slogan last year
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| Now you got a new one, thinkin you gon' do one
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| Go put a dick in your booty and screw one
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| Cause you can’t screw me
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| I don’t care if you boo me
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| But in my face I won’t allow you to do me
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| To be down or not to be down is the question
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| You’ll never be down so don’t come around
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| Dreamin to be down
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| Schemin to be down
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| Like Captain Kirk I’ll be beamin your black ass down
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| Ain’t no ifs, ands or buts or maybes
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| You’re like a dog with rabies who tried to play me
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| But you can’t fade me so how that sound
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| You’re just another punk nigga… dyin to be down |