Too $hort (too Short) - Get In Where You Fit In lyrics

What happened to that other rapper y'all used to f** with? [Ant Diddley Dog:] Man, we ain't f**in' with that fake muthaf**er MC uh... Whatever that muthaf**er name is, man we got a real crew We got Muthaf**ers over here rappin' for real Eatin' p**y on records & sh**, that sh** ain't what's happenin' we got some real sh**. Tryin' to be like $hort muthaf**er. You know what I'm sayin'? Dangerous music got some mack sh** for your a**, boy f** him up, $hort. [Too $hort:] Get In Where You Fit In, fool You was a mark up at the High School Now your hardcore like cb4 Biting. What you wanna be me for? It's your life, you wish it was a Too $hort rap But you got's no game & your ba** ain't fat You need to quit, rappin' just ain't your place So back on the grind & don't catch no case b**hes, that's what you always be Like the other young b**hes that try to get with me I run all up in it but this ain't no race I pull it out & shoot it right in her face You probably wine her & dine her & get jealous when you can't find her Your nothin' but a mark I bet you get your a** kicked hangin' at the park, b**h! You'd better watch your back Before you get jacked by a n***a with a gat 'Cause Life Is ... Too $hort, I'm in the house like that $horty the pimp, was born to mack & I don't stop rappin' one thing I never do Is stop makin' this funky a** sh** to ride to & other rap crews can see Dangerous Crew got the funky beats & when I see ya & act like I don't know ya I'm like missouri 'cause I can show ya. Why is my sh** so funky it sanks? Pee wee, shorty b & ant banks You outta pocket tryin' to hang with my crew You might of just learned, but it ain't nothin' new. What happened to your funk, did you lose it? Or did you get juked by dangerous music? We stole all your money & all your songs Done you like a hoe & then sent your a** home One punk came & went Had to fire the hoe, but I'm still a pimp "MC" lawrence "the fake gangsta" Would've never been sh** without the bad a** banksta "the little punk" Now he's gonna play on out "like a mark" Had to put his fat foot in his mouth "little b**h" Quick to say I'm sorry when your funny Y'all can have him 'cause dangerous don't want him He'll tell a lie almost every other minute I'm like bennett, I ain't in it Go on with your reject rap attack You'll get more from a prize in a cracker jack & since banks said he can't have no more funk "hell naw" Get In Where You Fit In, punk It's what life is all about... Did that get him, did that get it? "Yeah, you got him" Wait, it's the end? "b**h a** n***a" You like that sh**? "Hell yeah" damn, you like that, n***a! You a fool "Tore his a** up!" banks you a fool for that! "f** that n***a" "Goddamn!" Man, f** that punk a** n***a, man tryin' to f** with the dangerous Crew, n***a, you can't hang with this sh**, n***a, we got n***as Way tighter than you man, you old wanna be me a**hole n***a, come with Some real n***as from east oakland, n***a. [Rappin' Ron:] I'm a bad-n-fluenz, so keep your f**in'kids away from me 'Cause the muthaf**in' turf is the place to be Where hella n***as get shot at So you'd better pop back, or your a** gettin' dropped, black 'Cause n***as lay you on your back fast So you'd better grab a gat & pop a cap in they black a** & let loose the whole clip & let these muthaf**ers know that you ain't takin' no sh** I mean you gotta be a nut, fool & you can't give a f**, you can cut n***a, f** school Because that sh** don't even last long Get a key from an OG & get your f**in' cash on & if a n***a got some grip, get your gank on But if a n***a poppin' lip, get your bank on Don't ever go out like another s**er You gotta show everybody that you the baddest muthaf**er Show them n***as you the biggest boss & ain't no slippin' stoppin' the trippin' just poppin' A clip & breakin' them n***as off 'Cause see life ain't nothin' but just riches to me Gettin' high with my partners & b**hes to see Yep, that's what life is all about You eatin' the c*nt & she s**in' your dick & you f**in' that b**h & kickin' that b**h up out I ain't a model & I don't play the f**in' role Don't be sh** when your old, n***a f** a goal You wanna be somebody, I tell your a** you can't You little bad muthaf**er, go on & hit the dank That's how it is in the oaktown. These muthaf**ers didn't know? Well these muthaf**ers know now & don't be jealous & mad we doin' sh** 'Cause I don't give a f**, I'm from the bad-n-fluenz clique. [Ant Diddley Dogg:] You wanna follow in my footsteps, well put on your gangsta hat Burn the sack & don't be ashamed to mack I'm 'about to tell you how a true player has to be The sh** comes naturally, so hoes quit askin' me I never listened & used to cuss in back of the church ? bracking the max? is my birth, packin' a gat on the turf Ready to drop any s**er on contact You can't keep me calm, black, so pa** me the bomb sack & watch me extend with a grin to another place I live on the edge & the feds & the brothers space But ain't no stoppin' this fool, I'm on a rampage Breaks out in a damn rage, so don't try to stand, break Sit in the range, you'll get maimed, I don't fight fair Strike with a mic, in a psyche is a nightmare & I'm always usin' my dick 'cause I'm slick with a fly b**h & Rappin' a** Ron is my psychopath sidekick 2 hardhead n***as, yeah we advocate violence Talkin' sh** to the world 'cause we don't have to stay silent Steady searchin' for a bad plan, thinkin' like a mad man Your crew think they tight, but when I come they a sad clan So f** it, I'm always causin' ruckus Whoever wanna disagree then grab my dick & s** it Diddley is always doin' sh**, distructive & I ruin sh** You steppin' pack your weapon f**in' with the bad-n-fluenz clique. [Rappin' Ron:] f** it, it's just another n***a dead I pulled the trigger & I figure lead, that's when the n***a bled Bloodshed is what I see in the nighttime Strange & deranged, I ain't in my right mind I can't relate, I'm stuck in a dream state A psychopath & diddley dog is my teammate Swe we a closer, to fred & rubble So step to bad-n-fluenz & you know you in double trouble Muthaf**er, we the bad-n-fluenz clique Some lunatics & we known to ruin sh** A terrorist, I ain't never been a role model n***a I grab the f**in' 40 & down the whole bottle & I don't even like f**in' with no alcohol But I'll snatch a joint & get smoked out for y'all Gettin' lit, never havin' a fit On the avenue, havin' brew, grabbin' my dick & if your clique talkin' sh**, it's your clique I'm a terrorize The 9 to your spine, now your a** is paralyzed I'm dangerous & I ain't even mad yet I drop with couch & watch you bounce like a bad check 'Cause I'm a mack that's from 8900, b**h Rappin' Ron & diddley dog & bad-n-fluenz rulin' sh**. [diddley dog:] Fool don't understand all the sh** that goes on up in this n***a's head >from the hood come if you would but you might end up dead See these sick a** oakland streets done turned me out Survivin' & makin' cash is what it's about Some people ask me why I commit crimes? there em? a scratch But I'm black & I'm trapped & I can't turn back I was raised as a cruel kid Because the streets taught me more than these fake a** school's did I tried the education system but I dropped it So now I'm in the goddamn game & can't stop it & I'm a muthaf**in' threat to authority Make the police sweat when they check this wreckless minority You want more of me, come to oakland, that's where I be at Sellin' dope with my folks, come close & see I react Hard n***as addicted to dirty money, fast cars & fine hoes On the drink every day like winos & sometimes I be slippin' up off the blunt So I packs a pump for the punks who wanna try for their stunt 'Cause I would never tell a hoe how I make my green I cut my cream on an un so I can't be seen & then I bump up on the block & knock after knock Watch the cop jock as I create a be a hot spot Pushin' slugs just to make it I'm in the game & it's real & a n***a can't fake it I know it's sad what I'm doin' & I don't give a f**, I'm ant diddley dog & I'm a bad-n-fluenz n***a you think you got the sh** in? You gotta Get In Where You Fit In, b**h Muthaf**er, you outta pocket, punk a** b**h Swoll a** muthaf**er, you can't f** with the crew, n***a You need to Get In Where You Fit In You stupid a** b**h.