Proof - Clap Wit Me lyrics
[Proof - Clap Wit Me lyrics]
You're the lyrics of my life
You're the end, of my story
Uhh, you know Proof, D12
Shady Records all day new kids nothin
We skippin through the hallways
All praise IF, Motor City giants
Name been on bubble since
Salam dropped the Pyrex
Out to stack the cake up
My group will never break up
The world been sleep long enough
They better wake up
Don't sport a Jacob, bling just the same
Remain in the D, it's the kingdom I claim
Never leavin the fame, born to be great
Walk to the door of a quarter 'til eight
Haters hate but they late with the jump off
I'm in the game to maintain
No reason to jump off, come on
You're the lyrics of my life
You're the end, of my story
8 Mile was dope, Obie brought heat
Emile on the beat, 50 kept us in the street
It's my destiny to be, the truth nevertheless
Nothin new your boy Proof is better than best
Elliot Ness to these fuckin
Gangsters and killers
Bankin they millions they all
Wanksters and squealers
My first spit with the Tony Toca
D Tweezy "Ride to Death" is our only slogan
Dreams of fuckin J-Lo, Hood is on the payroll
Lockland and 3rd Precinct
Screamin "Free Yayo"
If the beef is set let's squeeze off a tec
And with my last breath still screamin IF
Clap wit me
You're the lyrics of my life
You're the end, of my story
King Gordy brought the pain and
Jewels he fought the lames
I played with the wrong cheek in
Which I got the flames
I'm not ashamed, this is just a glimpse
Denaun drumline made G-Unit pimps (G-Unit)
Proof is a wolf, shit I told you from jump
In a fast lane
No change of road or the bumps
Game is sold not told so
I hold a swollen tongue
In Detroit I don't go by P, I'm Colemen Young
Holdin one with the tongue
Flow like Tiger Woods
Christina don't do it for me, shh
But Mya could
I am Suge to the rap game, rulin Purple Gang
We blow your mind like Kurt Cobain
Knowmsayin?
You're the lyrics of my life
You're the end, of my story
You're the lyrics of my life
You're the end, of my story
You're the end, of my story
Uhh, you know Proof, D12
Shady Records all day new kids nothin
We skippin through the hallways
All praise IF, Motor City giants
Name been on bubble since
Salam dropped the Pyrex
Out to stack the cake up
My group will never break up
The world been sleep long enough
They better wake up
Don't sport a Jacob, bling just the same
Remain in the D, it's the kingdom I claim
Never leavin the fame, born to be great
Walk to the door of a quarter 'til eight
Haters hate but they late with the jump off
I'm in the game to maintain
No reason to jump off, come on
You're the lyrics of my life
You're the end, of my story
8 Mile was dope, Obie brought heat
Emile on the beat, 50 kept us in the street
It's my destiny to be, the truth nevertheless
Nothin new your boy Proof is better than best
Elliot Ness to these fuckin
Gangsters and killers
Bankin they millions they all
Wanksters and squealers
My first spit with the Tony Toca
D Tweezy "Ride to Death" is our only slogan
Dreams of fuckin J-Lo, Hood is on the payroll
Lockland and 3rd Precinct
Screamin "Free Yayo"
If the beef is set let's squeeze off a tec
And with my last breath still screamin IF
Clap wit me
You're the lyrics of my life
You're the end, of my story
King Gordy brought the pain and
Jewels he fought the lames
I played with the wrong cheek in
Which I got the flames
I'm not ashamed, this is just a glimpse
Denaun drumline made G-Unit pimps (G-Unit)
Proof is a wolf, shit I told you from jump
In a fast lane
No change of road or the bumps
Game is sold not told so
I hold a swollen tongue
In Detroit I don't go by P, I'm Colemen Young
Holdin one with the tongue
Flow like Tiger Woods
Christina don't do it for me, shh
But Mya could
I am Suge to the rap game, rulin Purple Gang
We blow your mind like Kurt Cobain
Knowmsayin?
You're the lyrics of my life
You're the end, of my story
You're the lyrics of my life
You're the end, of my story