T.Love - Wanna-Beez lyrics

[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 why-years old, won't be mad if it don't go gold I could gives a f** 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) Chali 2na] (Oh, ah, oh oh ah, oh, ah ah) Wanna-Beez emcees, think they make cheese "Would you like to be a part of my fan-fanta-fantasy?" (Oh, ah, oh oh ah, oh, ah ah) 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 selling millions of records But you a crab emcee Faking hard as a rock, you just a wimp man please Your crew is a circus act of chim-pan-zees There's a disease in your lecture Lacking extra texture, what you flex neglects to wreck Got ta execute you pile; and boot the file When I shoot the style I'm giving root can*ls 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 Kicking freeze in the sound booth 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] [T-Love] No time's narrowing I don't be flipping with the h**n, 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 be girl's news Trying to wear shoes All up in my mix, waiting for the opportunity To transfix, to culturist You want to-be down with the, crews and clicks But, you can't kick it, why? He's a punk b**h Jocking Wu-Tang, don't know new slang Mad cause you can't hit black pu-tang All be -Boys and Girls will soon see That you are, a, want to, be [Chorus: x2] [Chali 2na] Want to-Beez emcees, they aim to please 2na Fish and T-Love, like that