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Ice Cube :: :: Until we drop
[Krayzie Bone]
Nigga the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle it don't stop, until we drop
[Ice Cube]
Krayzie Bone and Ice Cube
We gotta keep going
[Krazyie]
Hey young thugs
[Ice Cube]
Gotta keep going
Look into my eyes if you wanna know me
Before you hypnotized, homey what do you see
A figure that's just a little bigger than dealers
A hustler countin' figures ain't pulled no triggers
Can you dig us, we be the ultimate lick
We's the hitters that make the ultimate hits
Kinda floss-ay, kinda boss-ay
It's got to be done my way, do what the f I say
Top of the pyramid, homey, what I tell you
If you leave this Westside umbrella you hit the cellar
Bring me my slippers
Black robe and my globe
And I can rule the world
With my eyes closed
CHORUS (2x) [Krayzie Bone]
See, the mission's to get what we don't got
Until we filthy rich and on top
You betta go get it, it's yours
Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle it don't stop until we drop
[Ice Cube]
Krazyie Bone and Ice Cube
To all the little homies that's watchin' TV
I see you tryin to be a OG like me
Chasin' dreams, pullin' more schemes for wealth
But the best thing in life is health, be yourself, playa
Television it'll keep your ass wishin forever
You'll never get you life together
Don't talk about death, I got too much life to live
Too many orders to give, what it is, showbiz
Taught you what a trick and a hoe is
Showed you what a Sixty Four is
Lord knows, in god we trust
And everybody in the world wanna be like us
CHORUS (2x)
To the kids of the world that's waitin' for wealth
Waitin' for health, you better do for self
Homey that's your last cup
Forget about the fast buck, boy, get you ass up
People use your brain to gain
Do something that ain't never been done
And we can spend hun's
Wipe our ass with twenties
Light our joints with ones
Throw away the guns, have nothin' but fun
And homey we could do that sh**
Police have a fit, when your paper's legit
We got to get off the phone
We got to teach our own
Send your baby to school
And she'll come back grown
We got to talk to our grandma's
And she'll help us throught them dark halls
And them pitfalls
Everybody know we got the world to gain
We got to stop the pain
Lord stop the rain
CHORUS (2x)
Keep goin', little homey why you slowin'?
Keep rollin', little homey why you slowin'? (2x)
Keep rollin', rollin, rollin, rollin...
[Krayzie Bone]
Hey young thugs, the world is yours (fade out)
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