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    "Sayin' Somethin'" Lyrics

    Ed O.G

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    Yeah yeah, Ed O.G.
    Two-thousand, Primo
    Yeah, niggaz claim they runnin this house
    they just runnin they mouth
    You ain't sayin nuttin

    [Verse One]
    If the opportunity was to present itself
    I might just have to go and reinvent myself
    Hook up a chick and advance, don't stick whenever the chance
    Sometimes I hit, most the time my dick in my pants
    It's on dogs, put your life on pause/paws
    Get heads wrapped up in bras and drawers, fightin a lost cause
    We break laws, give gauze when we break jaws
    Findin flaws in stars and keep the even with the odds
    In head-nods, from Spanish red-head broads
    And stay Trump tight, with the cards
    Went from a meter to a yard, livin my life scarred
    Cause every minority grow up hard
    Blow up hard, illin get you banned and barred
    Soon as you start sleepin catchin you off guard
    The very thing, is a 'Bury thing
    Either everything is workin, or you workin for everything

    [Chorus: DJ Premier scratches]
    "Boston niggaz don't play.." ".. live and direct son"
    "The crew is sayin somethin.." ".. you know the deal"

    [Verse Two]
    Will them dogs that smoke blunts witchu, throw a punch witchu
    or hold it down when you down and the mutts hitchu?
    We all got tools -- I hate tellin good people bad news
    Everybody livin by they own rules
    Niggaz make me so sick I get nauseous
    When I'm in the streets I always remain cautious
    You can get rolled up, like a ounce in some Garcias
    Compare my accomplishments, to my losses
    Everybody want to wonder what the winner does
    On my worst day now, it was better than it was
    Cause money kept, is twice as good as money burned
    And money won, is twice as sweet as money earned
    Will there ever come a time, when the cryin ends?
    Cause death is just a moment when the dyin ends
    The very thing, is a 'Bury thing
    Either everything is workin, or you workin for everything


    [Verse Three]
    Alcohol and weed is my vices
    to see my daughter smile is priceless
    I leave the nicest lifeless
    Return like Christ in a crisis
    Take this +American Pie+, and distribute out slices
    Like enterprisers, who take it to the wire
    And shine so bright, niggas need a sun visor
    MC's search the seven seas and wind up fishin
    There's little to no competition
    when I appear like an abberition
    Your repitition, kept you in the same tradition, same position
    Same ol' rapper, same ol' mission, the game won't listen
    We got two thousand new ways, to shine and glisten
    Ed O.G. is to rap, what Pedro is to pitchin
    Nowadays if you dissin, you could wind up missin
    But if you ain't under God, you goin under hard
    And we gon' be the main event and y'all are undercard
    The very thing, is a 'Bury thing
    Either everything is workin, or you workin for everything

    This song was submitted on December 3rd, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd..
    Written by Edward Anderson, Christopher E Martin.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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