Story Behind The Song

Put this down ta have a little fun with music business.

Song Description

This ones for all da critcs and haters who think they know what real. This is the real deal.

Lyrics

INTRO

Be careful what you wish fo.Don't make me grab my pistol. R2's instramentals. LL turn yo girl to a nympho.

VERSE 1

Hire more security, it's a goverment conspiracy.I got em all fearin me. I'm in a Billy Ball A's fit. Holdin a Louisville slugger that I like ta play wit.I'll turn ya hair grey quick. I stay lit like a jackolantern on Halloween.I ain't da worst or greatest but, I'm somewhere in between. I come clean like Benson. Pay attention. If ya wanna trip I got some other shit we won't mention.Hey Look We got guns we sick, I keep a gloc 26 on my hip wit disposable clip. I ain't a crip or a blood. I'ma scud missle yo reputation LL get drug through mud when ya hear slugs whislte. Its official Cec has arrived. I'm better than advertised. Don't even try it. Got Oil wells offshore. I been dreamin a dis since they cut my ambilicle chord.

CHORUS

Be careful what ya wish fo ya might get it. You ain't gotta tell me shit I'm my own worse critic. You'll get fitted like Pro model cap. Measurements exact. I'd pray but, I can't turn my back. I'm a knockout king, gettin ready swing. I gotta digital triple beam a chauffer wit a limosine. Things ain't always what they seem. Be careful what ya wish fo, who knows what tomorrow brings.

VERSE 2

Hey hey were da monkeys. I'ma hardcore junky. I shock G's like Humpty Hump, ya can't punk me. I'm hongry as fuck I'm like a ethiopian. Who hasn't eatin in months. Here's da punchline, in crunchtime. I let off quickly. Watch me go from zero ta 160.If ya .Blink ya might miss me.Awe fuck it just Convict me I'm guilty, I've done so much dirt over da years. I'm filthy. On cue like a pool stick.We Sting like a bullwhip. Somebody should a told yall we ain't for da bullshit. I'll put a battle axe right in ya skull cap.Splittin you in half like kit kat. If You hatin I ain't wit dat. Forget da chit chat.Ya talkin shit here's a Tic tac. I wake up every mornin to a eighth N 6 pack. Im tryin ta wait on these twins. I got dollar bills. I feed my daawgs prime rib.

BRIDGE

Be careful what you wish fo.Don't make me grab my pistol. R2's instramentals. LL turn yo girl to a nympho.It won't be accidental. Ya don't know what you info. We told you back in da intro. Be careful what you wish fo.

VERSE 3

Snap, crackle pop. Thats all ya hear when we come ta play connect da dots. Ohoh here we come we some maneaters.We Wearin hairnets N wifebeaters. Sportin adidas like RUN DMC back in da eighties. My left eye's lazy da right one hazy.Ya can't phase me be cautious.I bring da kinda lingo that'll make da average person feel nautious. I promise ta Snatch more boards then Ben Wallace. I'm Slightly dishonest. I might be hooked on phonics. I sleep wit my eyelids open. I ain't jokin.Don't test, We'll mess around N leave yo girl heartbroken. I'm breaststrokin in a pool on my yacht. Wit a dime ready dry me off as soon as I stop. I remain in dis game no pain no gain. We livin life in da Fastlane I can't complain.

CHORUS

Be careful what ya wish fo ya might get it. You ain't gotta tell me shit I'm my own worse critic. You'll get fitted like Pro model cap. Measurements exact. I'd pray but, I can't turn my back. I'm a knockout king, gettin ready swing. I gotta digital triple beam a chauffer wit a limosine. Things ain't always what they seem. Be careful what ya wish fo, who knows what tomorrow brings.

OUTRO

Be careful what you wish fo.Don't make me grab my pistol. R2's instramentals. LL turn yo girl to a nympho.It won't be accidental. Ya don't know what you info. We told you back in da intro. Be careful what you wish fo.