Big Mike

Big Mike - Everybody Wants A Name lyrics

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My lil' partner be talkin about it's been approximately
 Five years and four months from the day
 That all these niggas done came up around his way, what can he say
 You can ask Shelley, and even she'll say (hey)
 These niggas be callin themselves big shots ever since he been away
 Even Dante got a little size upon his chest
 Maybe it's from the reinforced teflon vest
 But nevertheless, he takes it all in stride
 Talkin about (these niggas got theirs, it's only right that I gets mine)
 Nah, don't go near them niggas, son, you might get shot
 Believe me when I tell you: things ain't the same on the block
 They got glocks and shit done changed
 For a buck and some change
 They might blow out your muthafuckin brains
 These niggas ain't thinkin when they're tryin to get a piece
 The only peace you better get is of mind
 And stay your ass inside
 Wide eyes actin sheif and shitty
 For attention hoe-ass niggas'll have a mortician ready to fit me
 For a suit and casket, it's gettin drastic
 My nigga got hit in his shit, some say he was askin
 For trouble, true, and he found it with a .44 mag
 They took him out in his jag (yo man went out bad)
 Such a sad, sad song if you ask me
 Blood on his t-shirt and khakis, brain in the back seats
 (Goddamn) that's exactly what I said
 But now my nigga's dead behind that fast life that he led
 Shedded some tears, but they all got wiped away
 I love my nigga, I put his name on my license plate
 I live my life this way cause that way'll get a nigga stank
 No more smokin dank on suicide quests for bank
 I puts it down on tape and reap the benefits
 Like the smart niggas who grew up and quit that shit
 Life is precious, cherish it while you have it
 It's enough loot to go around for everybody to live lavish

 [Chorus]
 Everybody wants a name
 Everybody wants the fame
 People playin suicide games
 Tell me who's to blame
 For all the pain and things
 That we can't explain

 [Verse 2]
 Partner, it's cold outside, and the temperature's steady droppin
 But these niggas ain't stoppin as long as drugs sales are poppin
 They clockin a grand a day, muthafuck what the man will say
 Villains kidnappin to kill a nigga, and they plans to stay
 So when I sleep, I sleep with one eye closed
 Cos the fellas ain't the only ones schemin, even fly hoes
 I knows this, I seen it all in their fangs
 I stay alert cause muthafuckas do dirt with half a chance
 And I plans to be around, not six feet in the ground
 Kickin back with other blacks enjoyin the sound
 Of our kids comin up in a similar fashion
 Makin it happen, gettin theirs without askin
 Until then I keep on rollin with the punches
 Collectin dough in bunches, layin my head on plush shit
 A hunch kid,'ll get your ass a long stay
 But a little bit of faith'll carry a nigga a long way

 [Chorus]

 [Verse 3]
 Now, show me a man who ain't afraid to die, and I show you five
 Choose a rule, so partner, choose your side
 Recognize with your own eyes this ain't no false statement
 I'm from New Orleans, where bullshit ain't shakin
 You gots to qualify, be down to die
 These punk-ass niggas around my way thinkin they hard made it hot outside
 You got your pride, I got my love
 I'm too swift with the gift, you find no blood on my black glove
 Now I'm above all that chitter-chatter
 But a year ago you was about to throw a blow, now tell me what's the matter
 Collect the data, I had a year to put this out
 I got one more bomb in my palm, now bet I miss your house
 Now is you is or is you ain't?
 Ready to put your goddamn life on the line for that bank
 You better think, but partner don't think too long
 My people stay strong, we know where we belong

 [Chorus
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