Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - Rather Be Me

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The Unit...

Yeeaaaah...

There's a lotta things in this world you can be...

But I hate to be you nigga...

You're not true...

Uh...

All it is is murders and burglars around my way

Poverty society climbing up every day

Honesty inside of me probably be what I say

I stay here too long it'd probably come my way

Fiends don't wanna go and get clean they want that yay

Run up on my mansion you runnin' up on the K

Tangueray mixed with that henny and Alize

A hundred dollar bill though, petty, I'm 'bout my pay

Bitch niggaz holla my name it's all hate

Money bags and finger pointin' is all it takes

One more step and your steppin' into your fate

Wake up 'fore you can't wake up, you had your wake

Ain't nobody better than Blue and what he do

Fifty put me here, who I'm supposed to listen to

These niggaz is scared of The Unit I'm livin' proof

You ain't gotta like me or love me, I love you

If you ever lived a life of a G

Or seen half of the things that my eyes seen

You be just like me... Then you be just like me nigga...

If you ever lost something you loved

To a knife, a slug, or white drug

You be just like me... Then you be just like me nigga...

But if I had a heart of a fool

Which gives you the audacity to turn on your crew

I be just like you... Then I be just like you nigga...

If nuttin' outta my mouth was true

And I ain't have a clue and a cowards point of view

I be just like you... And I don't wanna be you nigga...

I rather be me...

New York City is shitty but all I know

There ain't no way to shake it it follows me where I go

Find someone that doesn't acknowledge me for the flow

I can make another believer outta them yo

S-Five automobile that four do'

Boy it's jus' me and my toy, that fo' fo'

Rims pokin' outta my wheels as I peel

Ain't no use in givin' him grills you know the deal

Open up a can of whoop ass then hit the dash

Stick around and watch you take a loss as I laugh

Back on my grizzly who is he to come my way

Homie must be dizzy cause he can get done today

Beef is like a frizbee so throw it it's ok, stay

Low cause it can come back around any day, play

Games at your own risk cause I won't risk it all

Put my life in jeopardy just to ball...

If you ever lived a life of a G

Or seen half of the things that my eyes seen

You be just like me... Then you be just like me nigga...

If you ever lost something you loved

To a knife, a slug, or white drug

You be just like me... Then you be just like me nigga...

But if I had a heart of a fool

Which gives you the audacity to turn on your crew

I be just like you... Then I be just like you nigga...

If nuttin' outta my mouth was true

And I ain't have a clue and a cowards point of view

I be just like you... And I don't wanna be you nigga...

I rather be me...

Some came some went...

And this how I vent...

G-Unit...

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