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Artist:Gang Starr
Taken from the album Miscellaneous by Gang Starr
Album:Miscellaneous
Track:My Advice 2 You
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Lyrics:Yo yo Gu-rizzi, yo
Yo whassup son?
Yo man, youknowhatImean? I need this money man

Get up out in these, in these streets man
Yo, so what's the deal God?
I'm sayin, what you
need though?
Yo let me have like, two or three, three G's man
I'm sayin, I'm sayin son
man
You know what happened last time though
I gotta do what I gotta do man, I gotta eat
man
Whassup man? Oh your baby momma stressin you? ...

Way past the days of the
deuce me and you stays a crew
Only a few percent knew what me and you went through
We've
been sent to dominate, these corny come-lates
and set this crooked rap shit straight from
Crenshaw to Castlegate
Like Pete and CL, I reminisce over days
from the streets of Boston
to New York and all the ways
for certain niggaz to blow up, and crime paid
But my praise
goes to the most high
Cause some nights I got so wild yo, I almost died
Some stuff I got
into, really scarred my mental
Pops wasn't tryin to hear it, cause of what he been through

Still, like my nigga Havoc said, sometimes you gotta
hit your crew off, so they can make some
bread
Cause no matter the weather, niggaz be needin cheddar
And things in this world are
more fucked up than ever
So let's make this bond to keep this hip-hop strong
You a man
Baby Pop you know right from wrong
So stay out of trouble, and that goes for me too
That's
what we need to do, that's my advice to you...

You remember what happened last time, when
you got knocked
Doin your thing, sewin shit up on the block
You need to stop, fore you get
caught again
or you get shot and I lose another friend

"Any man with the plan
is precise with his life"

"Think twice"

My advice to you, cut
down on champagne and booze
For a nigga like me, most time that shit's bad news
It's like
lightin a fuse whether it's sneakers or shoes
cause somebody always wanna step up to start a
feud
It's like Set-tin It Off but not the movie
Plus let's get some real women forget
floozies and the groupies
Cause they spell mad problems from Watts to Harlem
And the
bullshit won't stop long as the world's revolvin
And I recall when niggaz knew my pops had
clout
But they didn't know my sorry ass was gettin kicked out
And they was seein if I
wanted to come bubble with them
And make my ends triple and double with them
And get in
trouble with them, now memories of them
I wear em in my heart like a emblem
I doubt we'd
ever be bigtime sellin dope coke or dust
It's killin us, let's take our people and make a
exodus
Annhilation, inhilation through the lungs
or extermination, by the use of dirty
guns
Triple beam dreams and drug schemes of mad cream
could be a sad scene when you go to
that extreme

"Any man with the plan is precise with his life"


"Think twice"

"My advice is to you..."
 
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