Insight - Status lyrics

[Verse 1: Mr. Lif] I was mad dipped bu*terfly collars and sh** Chains from the slave ship Dreads with the wave kit Bifocals and wing tips Velvet pants and a velour coat Looked in the mirror "Damn, I look dope" Folded up the singles in my loot-clip Put a sock in my pants on some Uncle Luke sh** Dressed to impress, now I'm ready to go The club is twelve blocks away and I got no loot, so I walk ten and take a cab for two Black duct tape over the hole in my shoe I've got the hottest dance steps Running Man, Cabbage Patch plus The Robocop Then I'll bring back The Wop Jaws will drop and all the ladies will flock Brothers thinking (What he got that I ain't got?) I'll tell ya, fella It's written in my bestseller It started to rain sh**, I got no umbrella The walking turned to running Still, I look stunning Covered 'nuff ground before my taxi was summoned (Hey, taxi) Got to the spot and hopped out at the front Tripped over the curb, limping, 'cause my toes were stubbed Then I tried to give pounds to people I didn't know (Yo, what's up, y'all?) Like Lucy and Joe My destination was the back do' Not because the bouncer told me not to come back I'm just sneaking in the club, because I got it like that [Verse 2: Insight] I remember when you used to be broke Ignored when you spoke And people would take you for a joke You used to go to the club And look like a scrub But couldn't afford the admission From outside, you're looking in Waiting for a chance to slip by You slide through the back door But you wasn't supposed to be there You'd look like an idiot if you got caught But you didn't care Just as long as you got your groove on It was smooth sailing They was playing the Thong Song You're feeling shorty with the boots on Cutting through the crowd sideways, it's time to move strong To cool kick it, say something slick off the top Flash your j**els, fix your suit Fidgeting with your wristwatch (Mhmm) But right when you was in the corner acting a big shot They threw on some hiphop People got on the dance floor And a bouncer saw you standing at the corner near the door (Hey, you) He started walking your way, to muscle you out Since you refused to pay So there was nothing for you to say When he blew up your spot (I told you not to come back here) And threw you out the front to the floor Past the bar on the right through the double doors You mumbled and swore, stumbled and tripped on the pavement (Goddamn) People in line started laughing When they threw you hat then Screaming that you wasn't allowed back in But that was back then, acting like nothing happened You patted your Tims off, depressed from embarra**ment It could have been fresh, it would have been lavish One day you'll make it and won't have to deal with this madness [Scratches: "My status is the baddest"]