Tiny C-Style - Thrillmatic lyrics

[Intro] Life To the next life [Verse] sh** 'bout to get all the way left, if you n***as don't get right Vicious with the pen and I don't have to [?] My n***as in the pen, hold on, let me get right And free little Style, 'cause they hit him with triple life Words of advice, stay the f** out the game 'Cause when sh** get really really, you gon' have to bust you a brain Pay heed to what I'm saying because the streets ain't for lames And it's k** or be k**ed and I done did my thang Long Beach City god, if I said it, I meant it As a youth coming up, the black Dennis the Menace Now I push rhymes like weight, from state to state Hit the stage in Bathing Ape, then get the cake Go hard is what we live by, but I done seen n***as die when it comes to them drive by's Momma outside yelling "God Why!" Holding a baby, tears coming from her eyes Typical, day in the LBC High point at all times, I never let them steal me Going hard with the raps, 'til a n***a filthy I know them n***as listening now, wish they would've k**ed me But I'm a part of the Never Die Corporation Went from doing street sh** to having corporations Jets n***a [Outro] I got a funky funky style, with a funky slang I got a fully automatic with the clip to match I got a funky funky style, with a funky slang I got a fully automatic with the clip to match n***a