Timbaland - Escobar lyrics

[Intro — Goodfellas sample] As far back I as could remember I always wanted to be a gangster [Verse 1: Curtismith] Hey, pa** the spliff and let me light it I'm hanging with the titans, I'm eyeing to take the top Possess the belt of Orion, ridin' with LOGICLUB f** the corporate giants, I'm eyein' to spread the love The reason I be defyin' the tyrants and politicians Proudly in competition for money and tall hoes And yet the public forgives ‘em, I'm driven to make a check Spittin' this protest, so listen and get addicted like money and c**aine Watch me switch it, I'm shiftin' on four lanes Shootin' with position it's somethin' like a Cobain Blow your mind like Coltrane I give you that supply in this verbally dope game I'm dope man [Pre-Hook: Curtismith] Yeah, so what'chu want from me? What'chu want What'chu want from me? Heh, yeah, what'chu want from me? What'chu want What'chu want from me? [Hook: Curtismith] A little bit of weed A bit of crack A little bit of me, what'chu think about that? A bit of weed I like that A little bit of me Let me bring it right back yeah [Verse 2: Curtismith] As a youngin' I promised to follow dreams And it's funny how this life ain't everything that it seems The bigger picture, I wanna know what it means I figured I'd get more figgas by stickin' to my beliefs I'm a fiend, a money-making machine, if you didn't know I ain't tryin' to fake it or ever make it identical So baby let me switch your flow: I don't f** around, unless I'm f**ing with the center, for— —get a bro on the mic, to do it better, to touch you with a speech that pisses like a Baretta With a hundred rounds, I might be hated in the underground Chillin' in the cloud, I ain't never ever comin' down This rap sh** is an addiction, I'm wishin' that this could to somethin' more than fiction The mission, is to make it just like Quentin— Tarantino if you woulda ask another question I'm a Reservoir ba*tard, they act hard, facts are You be looking stupid when you act smart I'm running circles ‘round your mind like a trackstar Workin' hard until I beat a master I push flows and pack rhymes, I stack dimes for days A modern-day don, you set I push flows and pack rhymes, stack dimes for days And I'm tryna be a don today, so I ask [Pre-Hook: Curtismith] What'cha want from me? What'cha want What'cha want from me? Now, what'cha want from me? What'cha want What'cha want from me? [Hook: Curtismith] A little bit of weed A bit of crack A little bit of me, what'chu think about that? A bit of weed I like that A little bit of me Let me bring it right back yeah [Outro]