All I Really Want

Duration

3:46

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Im so alive baby All I Really Want Is a little bit a shine And a little fine wine Livin Life off my rhymes Hip Hop stays alive And we party all night With a bad ass dime Like F!@# it Im so fly All I really need Is a little bit of trees Pen and pad and a dream Ill make them believe I could take it overseas Sell a million cd's So fresh like hey you know my steez All I want is a mansion lavish, four car garage You know how we do Super Superstars Balcony above it wave to h!@# on the block Somewhere in the hills left alone by the cops Be neighbors with Kramer, just to be an asshole I don't hate him just think he a piece a trash though Fix Katrina, damn how about a telethon Tell the truth about the towers and the pentagon Arrest Mos Def and Sean Bell at best Couldn't get someone with a gun and shoot him to death All I really need is to know whats next Ten years they aint find BIG and Pac's killers yet Now I'm 24 I'm makin a bet Imma about to cause some real rappers real stress Honest Imma call you out if you step I promise and you should take that out as a threat All I Really Want Is a little bit a shine And a little fine wine Livin Life off my rhymes Hip Hop stays alive And we party all night With a bad ass dime Like F!@# it Im so fly All I really need Is a little bit of trees Pen and pad and a dream Ill make them believe I could take it overseas Sell a million cd's So fresh like hey you know my steez All I really want is Hip Hop back Wish I grew up with Nas I know he think this shit is dead Yet I'm tryin so hard I love lean, snappin and rappin but it ain't all that Us brothers do We can bring Off The Wall back A time when being black felt proud Gave ya brotha a pound You'd rather get down then pull your gun out Higher Learning, least i remember somethin We headed for straight Straight self destruction All i really need is the heed you take When you listen to me tell me to my face that its fake And you cant relate Because I been in a place Than where you at today Well I don't have to fake I got game that God gave its great And I just dreamt about the car with the plates That say im a don on it Then it gets erased Because all I really got is a city that hates Whats up with that Catch ya lookin my way Shawty lookin my way First the bottle pop, pop, pops Then she drop, drop,drops 3 o'clock she headed to my place Fresh sac of the blueburr trees On tour sell a million cd's Lifetime supply of SC's Hit the UK they love me overseas Ladies see Plus Meez and they scream Make a couple million of my dream So fresh like hey you know my steez Primetime on Jay Leno Goin classy from ghetto Ice side at the Leafs game Season tickets to the Raptors The mansion and the bentley The butler and the 40's The chronic and the rubbers My mama in the summer This is for brothas in the struggle