It ain't no big deal, we're all lucky to be alive I myself don't believe in luck, or taking chances, I will survive Every move I make, every twist, every turn You scandalize and humble me, I may be slow but I will learn 'Cause I ain't going down anymore 'Cause I ain't going down anymore 'Cause I ain't going down anymore 'Cause I ain't going down anymore If I had my way, I would probably just sit and stare Watch the TV or read a book, I'd have no reason to be aware But I ain't got time, I just could not live that way. I've got to step outside myself, I've still got something left to say 'Cause I ain't going down anymore 'Cause I ain't going down anymore 'Cause I ain't going down anymore 'Cause I ain't going down anymore 'Cause I ain't going down anymore 'Cause I ain't going down anymore 'Cause I ain't going down anymore 'Cause I ain't going down anymore Channeled in my groove, part of another space and time Please, allow me to introduce another good friend of mine Some call him fear, some call him righteousness I myself ain't clear, and you can't force me to make a guess

I've been laying low Living in the shadows Spending time alone Conversations with the wall Hanging on I'm just trying to matter And I remain Trying to make some sense of it all I've been here before I'm familiar with the pain But I ain't running no more there's one thing changed Ain't going down this time This time I ain't going down Like an undertow I feel the promise of the nighttime But I've been down that road And my search came to an end I hit the motherload Enough blues for a lifetime Now I'm digging deep inside Trying to find my way back again You know you've entered the danger zone When you look in the eyes and there's no one home Ain't going down this time This time I ain't going down Deep in the night I miss a woman's touch The fire burns strong And I'm drawn to the flame But I pay the price When I get caught up in the heartbeat And passion flows Unrestrained No one left to blame I'm faced with the truth And it's all too plain when there's nothing left to lose Ain't going down this time This time I ain't goin

Onehunnid (whoo, ah!) It's goin' down, you can feel it in the crowd Type of thing you wanna be around (ooh) It's goin' down, try to tell us pipe down Speakers got a lil' too loud (ooh) You know the sound, got enough to go around We about to get it, no doubt (ooh) Feet to the ground, ten toes down Know we 'bout to get it right now (ooh) Yeah Me and my coupe come through, y'all better get back Bass hit way too big, it got a kickback Scuffed up boots and tools, my hair's slicked back This is how we do where I come from, yeah Drag my name through dirt, I'm still shinin' Dodgin' racks or not, gon' start climbin' Landslide surfin', nah, I'm noseridin' This is how we do where I come from Yeah, big deals, pull up, park and close big deals Big deal, y'all just bark, keep those lips sealed Oh, I bet you would It's goin' down, you can feel it in the crowd Type of thing you wanna be around (ooh) It's goin' down, try to tell us pipe down Speakers got a lil' too loud (ooh) You know the sound, got enough to go around We about to get it, no doubt (ooh) Feet to the ground, ten toes down Know we 'bout to get it right now (ooh) Tryna fight beasts like the Southpaw Swagger like it should be outlawed Dug this all up from the ground floor Hope you don't pray on my downfall Yeah, how can I be Mr. Nice Guy with all these mini mes? Feelin' like a dog off leash and I just let it eat I just gotta trust my feet, move like a centipede Move out the way of these lanes, protect my energy I still got it, got dirt on my diamonds, yeah That's just how it's gon' be It's goin' down, you can feel it in the crowd Type of thing you wanna be around (ooh) It's goin' down, try to tell us pipe down Speakers got a lil' too loud (ooh) You know the sound, got enough to go around We about to get it, no doubt (ooh) Feet to the ground, ten toes down Know we 'bout to get it right now (ooh)

You know G is for the gang of money I make F is for the gang of fools I break U is for the undisputed champ N is 'cause you never gonna get the mic back K is for the niggaz that I knock on they back Damn, it feels good to see Long Beach on the map Till the day I'm dead, I'm gonna keep that shit real Now you niggaz know G-Funk's for real To those people who don't believe in G-funk Tried to take my style and make a quick buck Here's a message to one and all Your pass is revoked and then I'm havin' a ball Any questions, come and see me The king of G-Funk, the one and only Congratulations! You sound like Nate You took my old hook and got me paid G is for the gang of money I make F is for the gang of fools I break U is for the undisputed champ N is 'cause you never gonna get the mic back K is for the niggaz that I knock on they back Damn, it feels good to see Long Beach on the map Till the day I'm dead, I'm gonna keep that shit real Now you niggaz know G-Funk's for real Some people are nothin' but clones Some people have styles of their own Some people are copycats These people can't get the mic back Can you feel me, one hitter quitters? You can't copy me, I'm one in a million Call any expert and you can ask him Copy machines can't copy platinum G is for the gang of money I make F is for the gang of fools I break U is for the undisputed champ N is 'cause you never gonna get the mic back K is for the niggaz that I knock on they back Damn, it feels good to see Long Beach on the map Till the day I'm dead, I'm gonna keep that shit real Now you niggaz know G-Funk's for real G is for the gang of money I make F is for the gang of fools I break U is for the undisputed champ N is 'cause you never gonna get the mic back K is for the niggaz that I knock on they back Damn, it feels good to see Long Beach on the map Till the day I'm dead, I'm gonna keep that shit real Now you niggaz know G-Funk's for real When you feel like some cavi G-Funk You need some music to bump in your trunk I got a bassline, a gangsta tune Put on the classics and your head'll be movin' soon You know I think it's on ya'll That's what G-Funk means to me It's alright That's what G-Funk means to me You know, you know

Yeah, Funkdoobie in the house 1994, representing, keeping it real One time I stepped out the door and left undisturbed I made the beer run and saw them hookers on the curb Them pimps got the curls, rollers fancy fur coats Talking to the brothers in the alley The word of the party's at 7 and girls are with their babies Kids are playing handball and it's about 80 I rolled out with T-Funk in the t-bird, pump the t-bass Hell of course, then we made that u-turn The doobie got rolled up, the homies had showed up 'Cause we made a left and saw the liquor store hold up Stopped at the light, actin' like nothing happened We went about our way, brothers domino slappin' Pulled up on the side to see what girls were wearin' T popped the top and had all the hookers starin' On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner Brothas shootin c-lo, try to meet expenses Homies at the park tired, sleep on the benches Standin' buy the pay phone, make the call to Ralph M "Yo Ralph, what's up nigga?" "Yo what up dawg?" "What time you wanna get up tonight?" "Around 10" "Word" "Yo, what's all that noise in the back man?" Homies gettin' loud right in front of my buildin' The street lights came on, a cool breeze feelin' For the nights what I need, my aura feels specials What's up to my neighbors, the day had settled Brothers wanna hustle on the corner, schemin' Then I ran back and got ready for that evenin' On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner I'm at the party drunk and my homies look dusted The music was blastin', look here but what's this I hear about a hooker who wants to get with T-Funk The room was kinda hot, hallucinate and see 1 See 2 girls by the hallway, all day Staring at my grill, these females wanna play Girls, dim the lights and dance till the morning My crew was in the house, saw these hookers tip-toein' To the back with the homies, you know the rest It was late that night after everyone had left Some urled in the streets, others gave out their numbers I then grabbed my coat, had the ride home covered Leavin' with this girl from my block that I took I said peace to the homies, now I'm out to hit the hooker On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner