Safe to Safe

Lyrics

Big Brother Fresh: We don't stop Put your wesssup to the sky X4 Ipo Crita: (Hook:) And everytime i take a look in a mirror, see glimpse — i want to say: This ain't the game we used to play This ain't the prayer we used to pray And everytime i take a look in a mirror, see glimpse — i want to say: This ain't the game we used to play This ain't the prayer we used to pray Ipo Crita: Once again, one more time.. story, born in a head of mine, narrated in rhyme Ipo Crita ain't costing a dime.. ain't mean nothing But the knowledge i'm trying to spray around is weighing a ton.. Well done.. what's up, son? If there's a vacancy — no doubt — competitors going to come.. No matter what that be! Sleep will never rescue the heart of yours if soul ain't free & tired.. All I ever desired.. ..is to be nice & wise but all that shit wears out... What was i about? I was telling you mathafuckers a thing — don't label people around you if all you know of them is name! Another generation got to be born And all them new-borns, while upbringing, they got to be torn.. ..off old prejudices and habits This got to become one of remedies & merits... ...of present time, sonny! (Hook:) And everytime i take a look in a mirror, see glimpse — i want to say: This ain't the game we used to play This ain't the prayer we used to pray And everytime i take a look in a mirror, see glimpse — i want to say: This ain't the game we used to play This ain't the prayer we used to pray Rimsky: It's all to the G to the double O, D, right? When the funk is bumping then the party's jumping all night Still getting down connecting with gutter tribes I'm 25, still sipping like a gots nine lifes Who got stripes? ait'n nobody clean over here Errrbody looking mean wit' gangsta lean over here But it's good in the hood: we're just chillin and killin Any bottle to the bottom, 2 steppin without a weapon Trpple educated felon got no love for the hoes Ego killin motherfucker with the gun and the rose Ghetto music in the trunk, long live G-Funk Let them bustas know what we bump-bump: Trippin on them real motherfuckin G's From the LBC to the CPT Playa-haters wanna front, but they don't wanna face us - We be getting inspiration from the west coast gangstas, playa (Hook:) And everytime i take a look in a mirror, see glimpse — i want to say: This ain't the game we used to play This ain't the prayer we used to pray And everytime i take a look in a mirror, see glimpse — i want to say: This ain't the game we used to play This ain't the prayer we used to pray Deadbeats: