Rah Sun, Big Pun - I'll Be Around ( It’s Not a Game) lyrics
[Rah Sun, Big Pun - I'll Be Around It’s Not a Game lyrics]
To all my peeps in the penetentiary
Free eventually, spiritually and mentally
We had to rep essentially
While you was on dissin ground
We was holdin fort down
Shit is so real I'm even back
And forth to court now
We all struggle in the jungle for a bundle
Awaitin the day, til the whole earth crumble
It's like a royal rumble in the streets now
When cats blaow four pounds see
Trial nobody be around
Just the other day my brother Kwan got bagged
Three half ounces
Three nickel bags in his ass
No doubt Son, shit is on smash, we want cash
To lamp like my cousin Thrash
With mad G's in his stash
So hold your head Dunn, and have no fear
Cause when the drama appear
You know the fams'll be there
You know the fams'll be there
You know the fams'll be there
Deuce
Whenever you call, I'll be a, I'll be a
I'll be around
(you know the fam'sll be there)
Whatever you want, I'll be a, I'll be a
I'll be around
(you know the fams'll be there)
Whatever you need, I'll be a, I'll be a
I'll be around
(you know the fams'll be there)
I'll be arowwww-owwwwwwww-owwwwwwwnd
I'll be a, I'll be a, I'll be around
(you know the fams'll be there)
My Twinz already know
I'm always amped and ready to roll
Lendin me dough for Pampers when
It was twenty below
That's how I know who to trust
That's how I know for who to bust
To shoot as many a clan
Concerned from Clue to Clutch
Who the fuck said that color
Matter? Your own brother
Blacker than black'll leave you
In the gutter splattered
It's automatic now with all the static
Only a coward or a faggot hides
His flowers in the attic
I keep em close, to shine to blossom
Try to floss em cried every time I lost one
Fake niggas come a dime a dozen
That's why I'm buggin
Shorties is luggin heavy metal
Just call me a rebel cause I'mma
Keep reppin for every ghetto
For better or worse, up in the Jetta it hurts
I'mma keep reppin my niggas til
I'm dead in the earth i'm settin the first
If niggas want it we can three pound rock
Give me a call
You know the Big Pun'll be down
All decisions is made
We made it past twelveth grade
Health, wealth in the shade -
Whole team is paid
Even all the green beret's keep shit locked
More cheddar than Fort Knox, think not
We tryin to own spots
Yachts, cribs by the water, blessing
My little sons and my future daughter
I oughta
To everybody that didn't have faith
I'll Be Missing You like Biggie
For tryin to shit on no fair one's committee
From sun-up to sundown
The Glock up to Glock down
Call my name! I'll be around
You know the fams'll be there
Free eventually, spiritually and mentally
We had to rep essentially
While you was on dissin ground
We was holdin fort down
Shit is so real I'm even back
And forth to court now
We all struggle in the jungle for a bundle
Awaitin the day, til the whole earth crumble
It's like a royal rumble in the streets now
When cats blaow four pounds see
Trial nobody be around
Just the other day my brother Kwan got bagged
Three half ounces
Three nickel bags in his ass
No doubt Son, shit is on smash, we want cash
To lamp like my cousin Thrash
With mad G's in his stash
So hold your head Dunn, and have no fear
Cause when the drama appear
You know the fams'll be there
You know the fams'll be there
You know the fams'll be there
Deuce
Whenever you call, I'll be a, I'll be a
I'll be around
(you know the fam'sll be there)
Whatever you want, I'll be a, I'll be a
I'll be around
(you know the fams'll be there)
Whatever you need, I'll be a, I'll be a
I'll be around
(you know the fams'll be there)
I'll be arowwww-owwwwwwww-owwwwwwwnd
I'll be a, I'll be a, I'll be around
(you know the fams'll be there)
My Twinz already know
I'm always amped and ready to roll
Lendin me dough for Pampers when
It was twenty below
That's how I know who to trust
That's how I know for who to bust
To shoot as many a clan
Concerned from Clue to Clutch
Who the fuck said that color
Matter? Your own brother
Blacker than black'll leave you
In the gutter splattered
It's automatic now with all the static
Only a coward or a faggot hides
His flowers in the attic
I keep em close, to shine to blossom
Try to floss em cried every time I lost one
Fake niggas come a dime a dozen
That's why I'm buggin
Shorties is luggin heavy metal
Just call me a rebel cause I'mma
Keep reppin for every ghetto
For better or worse, up in the Jetta it hurts
I'mma keep reppin my niggas til
I'm dead in the earth i'm settin the first
If niggas want it we can three pound rock
Give me a call
You know the Big Pun'll be down
All decisions is made
We made it past twelveth grade
Health, wealth in the shade -
Whole team is paid
Even all the green beret's keep shit locked
More cheddar than Fort Knox, think not
We tryin to own spots
Yachts, cribs by the water, blessing
My little sons and my future daughter
I oughta
To everybody that didn't have faith
I'll Be Missing You like Biggie
For tryin to shit on no fair one's committee
From sun-up to sundown
The Glock up to Glock down
Call my name! I'll be around
You know the fams'll be there