[12 seconds instrumental]
[B-Real:]
I'm in the city of sunshine, but don't be fooled!
They say it never rains, I can tell you: "That ain't true."
Cause when you hustle on the streets so that you can feed your family
Depending on what you hustle, niggaz could just kill a man!
The game of life, I'm a full-time player!
Never settle for less I keep searching for what's greater.
Inspite of any hater portrayal I keep it moving
Never fucked anyone over, cause it comes back later!
At the dump it's a long fall when you the bottom
People remember all the attitudes you shot 'em!
The minute you fall you're as good as forgotten!
Thought you had it all but it all went rotten.
But no many times I have failed
I've never let anything get in the way of my dreams and hot spells
I stay focussed with my mind on the prize
And if you try to block me, then we push you aside!
[Interlude: Sen Dog]
Yeah, that's right; yo!
Hip-Hop veteran!
Gon' tell you that we better than most of these fools out here!
[Chorus: B-Real (Sen Dog)]
Easy they come when you got the dough!
It's the Hill, baby! (it's the Hill, baby!) - It's the Hill, baby! (it's the Hill, baby!)
Easy they go when you got no mo'!
Spit it real, baby! (spit it real, baby!) - Spit it real, baby! (spit it real, baby!) C'mon! (c'mon!)
Easy they come when they want your soul!
Shit is real crazy! (shit is real crazy!) - Shit is real crazy! (shit is real crazy!)
Easy they go when yo' shit gets old.
Shit is real crazy! (shit is real crazy!) - The game is so shady lately! (the game is so shady lately!)
[Sen Dog:]
This business ain't nothing but a series of comebacks (comebacks!)
Write you off as dead 'til you come back with a bomb track! (bomb track!)
Man you got to save food, cause they said you washed-up (it was washed up!)
Even if your prays nothin' all over your hot stuff! (all over your hot stuff!)
That's right I believe in myself and my talent (that's right!)
Skills have been diminshed; motherfucker, there you have it! (there you have it!)
You got to learn the game, master every angle (master every angle!)
Like a zen master runnin' the triangle! (runnin' the triangle!)
Just when they think that you're all dried up (you're all dried up!)
Surprised that they asked when the back don't cut! (when the back don't cut!)
All around the globe keep a silent fan base, (shut up!)
Hip-Hop icon - tell you what it takes! (tell you what it takes!)
Patience, persistence. - Perseverance! (perseverance!)
Know it in your song, they gon' love it when they hear it!
[?] the career been down and [?] for years!
Nobody's takin' me out; I'll decide when I'm outta here! (I'll decide when I'm outta here!)
[Interlude: Sen Dog]
That's right y'all!
EZ come EZ go!
[?] Cypress Hill, dog!
We takin' it forever, G!
[Chorus]
[10 seconds instrumental]
[B-Real:]
I got love for every fan, ever part of the plane
So while you can take some pictures and sign some autographs.
Share a couple of hits, I'm a kush [?] afterwards
But if you push! - Then I put my foot in your ass!
Not many in this game would - last so long
So they can get what they can before the time is done.
People are gona stay with you but you must never mislead them
But if you treat them wrong lead them on they'll say: "We don't need you! "
Then it's back to the streets to square one
Now you're screaming: "This ain't fair! " Yeah, but nobody cares!
You had the money and the cars, big house and pearls
Jewels and hot beats, so that you could spit out words!
So much time and emotion invested
From being on top; nigga, can't get arrested!
EZ come, EZ go; when they forget who you are
Forget you were star, forget you in every regard!
[Outro: Sen Dog Interlude]
Yeah!
My maaan... still comin' at-chaaaaa!
[Chorus]
compositores: LOUIS M FREEZE, FREDERICK NASSAR
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