Lyrics Y'all Must've Forgot II - Roy Jones Jr., MB3FIVE

Y'all Must've Forgot II

The last of my kind by far
So I gotta leave my mark
Gotta highlight tape that’s unreal
With the greatest knockouts you ever saw
Now lets break it down, go to the stats
Bet you’ll never find another fighter that match
Four different divisions, tell em top that
Future hall of famer and they cant stop that
See yall must’ve forgot, so I’ma go hard
If ya scared of the dogs don’t step in the yard
Getting in the game is the only way to ball
You can’t rise up if you’re worried about the fall
I’m blind to the fact- mind on attack
Make no mistake, counter punch I react
Straight from the south, that the bottom of the map
Body head bangerz everytime I’m on a track
See I’ma bring it back to when I had things poppin
Hit after hit and it wasn’t no stoppin
Couple people hated, couple people doubted
Fact of the matter is Roy still on top it
Yea I still got it, no need to explain
You thought I fell off but I’m back in the game
20 years later and I still ain’t changed
Roy Jones Jr., remember that name
Yall must’ve forgot
Yall must’ve forgot
Yall must’ve forgot
Yall must’ve forgot
I’m coming harder than Eva…
I gotta style just a lil more clever
Lil more swag, just a Lil bit better
I swear dat I’m sumthin special
Just gimme a little time I’ll do it all wit finesse
Prove myself dat I belong with da best (on tha real)
Gimme my spot Neva mind with da rest ya digg (Animal)
Keep da pop quiz and da test
Look I ain’t with the answering all my life
I been with da scrambling back and forth on da road gambling
Y’all musta forgot how much dat I sacrifice
How much dat I gave up on a road every night
Losing weight losing sleep same thing every week
Girlfriend steady tripping losing partnas to da beef
I swear it gets deep but Neva suffer defeat
Go hard or go home dis da way it gotta be
But I want sumthin greater than great I know ur gonna hate hold up
Mention mistakes and I bet he gone break hold up
Not knowing I’m cut from a different cloth
I keep 100 dats all da time cuz it’s what I’m taught
I grew up by da park was riding before car
Was high before da Gar, was hurting before da scar
See you don’t know my pain yea you don’t know da struggle
Got motivation up in dem duffles I gotta hustle nigga y’all musta forgot
Yall must’ve forgot
Yall must’ve forgot
Yall must’ve forgot
Yall must’ve forgot
No I’m not the type to talk a lot, unless it’s something we gotta talk about
Please spit, no holding back it could be bad for ya
See he un do ya right before but I’m the man for ya
Yall must’ve forgot, when they passin the rock
I be up at the top, lookin up at the clock
Gone from the game for a year, I came back like Pac when he got shot
They wouldn’t believe it they had to watch but I
Don’t listen to the negative energy, they gonna envy me
I do not care if they are not feeling me
I’m on mine- gotta go get it I’m on time
Ain’t never tardy, man I’m out here grinding, I barely party
Instead I just beat em with the left like Roy
I was built for this game I just kill and destroy
Yall really making me amped, I ain’t playing no more
I’m on the track with the champ I just gotta record- for real