ULTIMATE FORCE - I Gotta Go lyrics

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Time for some comedy

Word

I been a little too serious on this album

Bout time to do some comedy

Word up

Well, here we go, on with the show

Now pay attention because you might blow

Ever been in a spot you didn't wanna be

Around nonsense and negativity

Well it happened to be more than twice

(Like three times?)

So listen as I shoot the dice

The other day I went to the Castle

Party was jumpin, bass was pumpin

Strolled through the crowd in my silk suit

In my Bally boots, the girls said I was cute

(That nigga fresh)

Looked over my shoulder, on the left

I saw a sight that made me lose my breath

Sittin at the bar, fresh out the hairdresser

She was lookin good, I wanted to carress her

(Come here, baby)

I said, "Excuse me, my name is Rob"

Now don't think, let me buy you a drink

So we can chit-chat for a few

(You know)

Bacardi and Coke, and I'll have one too

Now back to you, what's your name?

I gotta know cause it's drivin me insane

(My name is Cindy, you think you could win me

Over a drink, please it doesn't send me)

Then she went into her Fendi

Put out a vial, a stem, and when she

Inhaled the smoke, her eyes rolled back

Sittin there smokin lackalack

(She buggin)

So I picked up my drink, got out my chair

She started to pout

But I didn't care cause I was out

Knomsayin Giz?

Smokin them lackalacks and shit

You know?

She wanted me to get with her

Knowmsayin?

I ain't with that

You know

On a Friday night I went to the White Stone

Trains are a drag, so I took a cab

Stepped out the OJ, went inside the complex

I had a cold, so I bought a pack of Contrax

Looked in the corner, there was a fat man

(?) tickets of Batman

So I bought one, it didn't matter a bit

As long as I see the flick

(I'm a see this movie)

Damn it was dark in the theater

Lookin for a seat, steppin on feet

Finally I got to an empty chair

Cigarettes and buddha filled the air

I overheard a conversation behind me

Someone tellin his boy, "I'm gonna find me

A victim that I can stick"

Glanced at the kid, seen a nine and a clip

And he had on a vest, so I knew he wasn't frontin

And from his face he had to be thirty-somethin

Word, he was schemin and plottin

Lookin for jewels, so he could start poppin

Got up from my seat

Put my rope in my shirt cause I roll one deep

Him and his man got up from their seat

Snatched a chain and the kid complained

Then I heard the nine and a loud shot

No time to be nosy, hops, cause I was out

Knowmsayin?

I ain't gettin shot for nobody

Word up

Ain't tryina be nosy in this world

One time I had a show in Virginia

I can't recall the town, but here's what went down

I arrived at the club a little late

Promoter started yellin like Mr. Slate

Yak-yak-yak, he almost got slapped

Throwin bass at my face like a 808

I said, "Don't worry, this show'll go on

Just get the papers ready, word is bond"

The promoter said, "Cool

Go ahead and perform and see me in my room"

I said, "Excuse me, let me tell you somethin, yo

I want the dough or there won't be a show, you know"

I didn't mean to flip

But I gotta get paid in order to rip

Up the mic just like Freddie Krueger

Shootin lyrics like I'm a German Luger

The promoter returned and he said

"I'm short on cash but instead

Let me write you out a check"

He was a better actor than Gregory Peck

I said, "Don't worry, troop, now here's the scoop"

And without a doubt

Yo, I was out