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[Charlemagne] Yeah, Charlemagne presents (N.E.) another butta joint I've done it again Live It Up Part 2, you know how I do Mista Voo, A-Butta, L-Swift [L-Swift] Aiyyo, we tryin to Live it Up, gin in my cup While you all in my grill, slip in the cut Don't fall but it spill My niggas A and Voo call (What the deal) Yo we the three wise men, tryin to be rich before I'm three times ten You don't need to try to be my friend Nigga we self-contained, your self to blame, I shelter the pain Northeast Bronx never the same, remain smokin In East I'm wildin it out, in the West we straight locin I peep you hidin out in your vest, get blazed open Proceed to get high till the death and make potion I need to just lie to the rest and lay scopin Get sixteen cats on the train wit eight tokens Yo the crew you run wit ain't willin to scrap wit you Get Philly's and macs wit you, they spillin your ? Spittin the gat wit you, easily-shared portions Before I shoot, I stick my tongue out like Air Jordan From here to Boston Massachusetts, one two I think I lost one, I blast my music, receive my cash and recoup it You know the rundown so hold your gun down I roll a blunt now, control my funds now so what now (Word up son, we gon' live it up) [A-Butta] Yo yo, I still get high from NY to Puerto Rico Anthony Cruz, A-Butta that's my altar ego Call your peoples, let em know about the Elements show I still stick hoes wit legs thicker than Jennifer Lo Gallons of Hennesy flow Through my veins and my brains ain't functionin right No need to explain, we fuckin tonight I slide in a slut, and I got a nine in your gut My mind is corrupt, yup I'm tryin livin it up In the bus on my way to Riker's Island in cuffs Speedin, leavin life in the dust And when I fuck, I'm on some freak shit, ice on my nuts Believe it, my NE click, rip through the skin like strays Plant ? chicks drip when I spit my phrase Fo' my Elements fam and the rest of the clan Oh I, respect my fans that step in the jam Wit my fitted cap tilted to the back, L in my hand Sippin 'Nac, gettin wet as I can Fallin out, shit is all about money and moves, they crunk ya'll Buck fifty-one numbin my tongue, I'm drunk ya'll Is you wit me? Then come on ya'll, let's go Chorus [Mr. Voodoo] (A-Butta) Word up, so yo open your ears, listen up Twist one up, fill your cup, hydro! (Twist it up and if you know) Like I know (You'll be livin it up) Word up So yo, open your ears, listen up Twist one up, fill your cup, hyrdo! (Twist it up and if you know) Like I know (You'll be livin it up) [Mr. Voodoo] I murder things like Serbs under Maloshavits ("Think about it" [Rakim]) Till we all rockin furs like we Bolsheviks Me and my associates, forever radiating glow Is supposed to shit, ya'll ain't know The M-O, my grammar's in lock, ammo is stocked Hammer is cocked, the damagin rock, measure wit cameras and clocks Who make the planet rock, ya'll know can't eat, we say The go-to man like the center in the NBA My DNA, got a pistol ? Rappers gettin claps like they was bonin a dirty whore It's a dirty chore when it's time to flip I got the black tape on the trigger, the hammer in the grip I'm clappin at kids, abandon your ship Take it to trial, get a slap on the wrist I'm cappin the Cris but celebrate like a crooked capitalist We elevate, look kid nobody rappin like this Chorus Aus Songtexte Mania