Cook Cla**ics - Street Life lyrics

[Scratch Chorus]: "The street life is the only life I know" - Carlton Fisk [Verse One] [Sha Stimuli]: Look Everybody's calling my name, I feel like I'm famous But a lot of haters waiting and praying to see the day I flop f** it, I am steadily gaining, shining and raining/reigning at the same time Come at me flagrant and I will aim and pop Can't nobody say what I'm saying the way I say it I'm the greatest music maker with paper, I used to play the block Coming up with phrases so flaming the booth was blazing That's not a phase, I got the ladies still chasing me because I make 'em hot Now you wanna take my spot, make me stop Take your top off with convertable burners, I got the stainless co*ked To jump offsides is a false start But me? Holding back is the hard part Stupid a** How could I not be an allstar when I'm moving more product than Wal-Mart? Is all heart, gold cart flow, tote iron, yell "fore!" Hit birdies, never go off course, I spit raw Stimuli b**h [Scratch Chorus]: "The street life is the only life I know" - Carlton Fisk "I don't f** around" - Prodigy "Make moves in the game" - Black Moon "I'm the wrong one to f** with" - Mobb Deep "On or off the mic" "We do our thing son"- Kool G Rap "With a beatdown, kick and a punch" - Sean Price "Shapow!" - Raekwon "I dispose of your punk sh**" - Xzibit [Verse Two] [Cymarshall Law]: I'm that sh** I'll black quick, watch the man rip While these p**y MC's be getting high off of catnip I can't quit Light a rapper up like a match stick I'm that sick If you hating you can eat a fat dick I'm k**ing ever last bit Like no other my brother, I'm the illest motherf**er that can spit Never drop dead sick cause I'm on a track like an AM kit I can write a rhyme, line quoted in Sanskrit And I always got a bad chick that's mad thick Twisting the next spliff while I'm working on my last hit Overflowing with dopeness, not all of it can fit Born in the U.K. and I am Slick like the man Rick No gold chain, my foe's lame, I throw flame In my own lane, I'm the number one draft pick And I'm holding all the cards like Mavrick Cymarshall Law and I'm out like "that's it" [Scratch Chorus]: "The street life is the only life I know" - Carlton Fisk "I don't f** around" - Prodigy "Make moves in the game" - Black Moon "I'm the wrong one to f** with" - Mobb Deep "On or off the mic" "We do our thing son"- Kool G Rap "With a beatdown, kick and a punch" - Sean Price "Shapow!" - Raekwon "I dispose of your punk sh**" - Xzibit [Verse Three] [Sean Price]: Gunplay, knife work, muay tigh kicks Elbow, knee strike, more fly sh** E pills, mushrooms, more white sh** You on the phone telling dawg, you are Mike Vic I might beat sh** outta n***a like this I might creep, click, on a n***a like this I'm alright with the cross, duke I'm out with the ? This is jehad, the house of Sadaam n***a, I got a flare pistol Everlast, outerwear, Vladamir Drisko I'm rough s**, y'all n***as soft p**n I bust heads when y'all n***as was just born Understand the vet is the best Turn powder into rock without a chemistry set I can wake up broke and be stacked by bedtime Shake up folks that ain't smoking, it's led time P! [Scratch Chorus]: "The street life is the only life I know" - Carlton Fisk "I don't f** around" - Prodigy "Make moves in the game" - Black Moon "I'm the wrong one to f** with" - Mobb Deep "On or off the mic" "We do our thing son"- Kool G Rap "With a beatdown, kick and a punch" - Sean Price "Shapow!" - Raekwon "I dispose of your punk sh**" - Xzibit