[T Love]
 Tired of all these WANNA BEEZ
 Get away

 Plates  nobody knows the name  nobody knows the pain
 The fame's last on list
 Can't get paid with mic in the syst'
 Gotta roll with a goal that swells the pole
 These stories are told  when I was like
 ten y years old  won't be mad if it don't go gold
 I could gives a fuck
 Still cut my zit  and gives it all to soul
 I rocks the mic, like, dyke, hypes, like, pipes
 Who got the style, type, like, this, tight, type, tyke?
 I'm stronger than straight with no chase
 Emcees I step to's like a staircase
 Kick em to the bottom like BASS
 Let that ink sink into your vellum
 Open up your eyes then I swell em

 Chorus: T-Love and Chali 2na

 [T] Ooh, ah.. ooh ooh ah -- ooh, ah ah
 [T&2] Wanna-Beez emcees, think they make cheese
 "Would you like to be a part of my fan-fanta-fantasy?"
 [T] Ooh, ah.. ooh ooh ah -- ooh, ah ah
 [T&2] Wanna-Beez I sees, pretend they make G's
 "Would you like to be a part of my fan-fanta-fantasy?"

 [Chali 2na]
 Yo some of you brothers be livin lavishly
 but it's a travesty
 You're sellin millions of records
 but you a crab emcee
 Fakin hard as a rock, you just a wimp man please
 Your crew is a circus act of chim-pan-zees
 Heh, there's a disease in your lecture
 Lackin extra texture, what you flex neglects to wreck
 Got ta execute you pile; and boot the file
 when I shoot the style I'm givin root canals
 Now which of you punks be amongst me
 To let the funk free, I keep my composition junk free
 Consistently, like your monthly
 Plus I'm scent free, wack emcees can not hunt me - down
 Kickin freeze in the soundbooth
 Wanna-Beez, be on they knees to get down
 Truth be told, the proof we hold, woke the old
 When they made me into an emcee, they broke the mold
 Like that

 Chorus w/ variations

 [T-Love]
 No time's narrowin
 I don't be flippin with the heroin, like Errol Flynn
 See I can fly, high up in the sky
 Have track marks, all up on my thigh, but why?
 Cause Baton Rouge blues, don't compare
 to Malibu, you, can have anything you choose
 Yet you all up in this B-Girl's news
 Tryin to wear shoes
 All up in my mix, waitin for the opportunity
 to transfix, to culturist
 You wanna-be down with the, crews and clicks
 but, you can't kick it, why? He's a punk bitch
 Jockin Wu-Tang, don't know new slang
 Mad cause you can't hit black pu-tang
 All B-Boys and Girls will soon see
 That you are, a, wanna, be

 Chorus 2X w/ variations   Chali 2na in last

 [Chali 2na]
 Wanna-Beez emcees, they aim to please
 2na Fish and T-Love, like that, hah