My life is like a movie  aiyyo da bad guy lose
 good guy win  weak nigga pretend  to be live when he not really
 I smoke a foul phillie  write rhymes try to stay illy
 I got two seeds  had 'em both in the same month
 ya plan it like that but things occur  baby moms hatin' me
 I ain't hatin' her  yo  you know what?
 Most of the time that's way the go  one minute you high  the next you low
 Not a soul love  they just love the doe
 Sometimes I think if a nigga wasn't Nore, what
 could I have bumped that bitch like I did
 and would I get ass as a regular kid, only twenty years
 don't understand this shit, nigga fake me, jealous of my manuscript
 I, manage to flip, casually rip, for my loyal niggas
 fuck that cat's some snitch, I did a bid, came home survival thug
 don't come thru so I don't show love, that' how they view me
 hatin' me, tryin' to screw me, and your bitches only catch me in jacuzzi's
 at some other shows, politickin' with my other pro's
 Kickin' back, what?
 Callin' up some other hoe

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 In a minute, I won't claim no set
 Yo, you can't find me, gotta hit me on the Internet
 W-W-dot-Nore, if not call me
 I used to dream of, gettin' out of this rough shit
 Now it seems I'm trapped inside of thug shit
 In a minute, I won't claim no set
 Yo, you can't find me, gotta hit me on the Internet
 W-W-dot-Nore, if not call me
 I used to dream of, gettin' out of this rough shit
 Now it seems I'm trapped inside of thug shit

 Verse 2: Noreaga

 For my thug niggas, just livin' they life
 drivin' expansive cars, always got one wife
 where they could hide the work at, how to eat plus to work that
 Most of y'all hoes know y'all not worth that
 And ya know me, type a nigga play no D
 I'm feelin' like my man Hollywood
 Green chronic make me feel good
 Total Recall the hood
 remember when niggas just stood where they should
 Now these niggas actin' outta place, talkin' out they fuckin' face
 Screamin' how the real when they the snakes
 Yo, this Titanic bullshit, overdose shit, nap shit
 48 hours left to clap shit, crack shit, bogard like Bogota
 While ya imbosiles still really think y'all real
 Just because ya bust a gat don't mean you keepin' it real
 Yo, I'm ill wit' the heat, and I'm ill wit' the pill
 On the street, or on the mic, dick what you like?
 While y'all jealous niggas hatin' me just on spite
 I'm like Digital Underground, do what you like
 My Cartier's glow like laser's, Fantasia's
 At every show what, got y'all hoe's pushin' up Daisy's
 N.O.R.E. the way I plan this shit, yeah like Mase said
 Phonin' young bitches 'n shit

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