What Would It Be Like - 3rd Storee

This be for the hard-core O.G. real funk fans The ones that pumpin' up the party, jump and shake your hands And let your joint blaze smoke up and get a little higher If the cherry goes out then relight the fire Pump it up and do this swing for mine baby Ives in the party y'all time to get crazy Swing it left, swing it right, swing it back and to the front ha No takin' or the fakin' cause we givin' what you want ha Pure bread born and raised the underground system My recipes so ill you'll think I'm crazy if I list 'em So I choose to freak it from the dawn till the light To let you listen' hard to what it be like What it be like, tell me what it be like What it really be like, what it really be like What it, what it be like, tell me what it be like Do you know what it be like 'cause I know what it be like What it be like, tell me what it be like What it really be like, what it really be like What it, what it be like, tell me what it be like Do you know what it be like 'cause I know what it be like I'm steppin' up back up straight up so delinquente You won't be saying shit after I sock you in the frente So what's it gonna be sucka what it be like? As I descend from the trend every muthafuckin' night And so I gotta keep the rhymes kinda funky you know I'm still rollin' in the jacked up chevy '64 You need to ease back sucka you need to pipe down Delinquent type of hound is what you're gettin' from the realm When I'm steppin' through the fog my dogs are kinda fatal I'll swat you like a fly that's on my kitchen table If another day ends still a new dawn breaks And once again I'm droppin' shit upon this 2 inch tape What it be like, tell me what it be like What it really be like, what it really be like What it, what it be like, tell me what it be like Do you know what it be like 'cause I know what it be like What it be like, tell me what it be like What it really be like, what it really be like What it, what it be like, tell me what it be like Do you know what it be like 'cause I know what it be like See this be like discussion of the facts over hip-hop chords The lower east side allow me kick the funk no fraud See it's the third time for the ives my news flash No matter what I'm still gonna be the poor white trash Diggin' up and out the ghetto, hard raised and rockin' From back spinnin' from freakin' the beat and pop lockin' From early days I'm steppin' to the battle like a vulture It's all just a part of the hip-hop culture What it be like, tell me what it be like What it really be like, what it really be like What it, what it be like, tell me what it be like Do you know what it be like 'cause I know what it be like What it be like, tell me what it be like What it really be like, what it really be like What it, what it be like, tell me what it be like Do you know what it be like 'cause I know what it be like

Sos' baby Bandana boys Cap or die Yup, yup BG, L Put the K to your face DJ's on the beat so this a banger These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Baby, my watch cost a condo Pocket full of hunchos 'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight Still got the Glock with the green light Sometimes shit don't seem right But that's just what it be like I remember runnin' 'round high school with a tool, thinkin' I'm cool I played duh-duh-duh-cooly, didn't have the flu either Rocking my jewels Probably pull up to the high school reunion, look at my coupe I cannot hoop but I know some niggas that really know how to shoot Fuck you think you? You don't fuck with me then I don't fuck with you Thought we was cool We gon' come out the blue and give your ass the blues Stick go Kanye, scoopity scoop My son mama say he been bad, I'm like, "Ooh, what he do?" These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Baby, my watch cost a condo Pocket full of hunchos 'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight Still got the Glock with the green light Sometimes shit don't seem right But that's just what it be like Come get your bitch, she on my heels Tryna pull up in heels, 'cause I live in the hills Shorty know I keep it real, you ain't really from the field Ice got me on chill, been running up the mills But we not gon' give, Kool-Aid man, oh yeah Turn a nigga to a car, put some bands on him His mans ran on him, so I had to put my mans on him Think he hot, throw a tan on him If he got the drip, we gon' swim on him, ayy These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Baby, my watch cost a condo Pocket full of hunchos 'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight Still got the Glock with the green light Sometimes shit don't seem right But that's just what it be like Came through stuntin', smoking on skunk Bitch we want it, bitch we done it Bitch them fifties, bitch these hundreds Like I ain't got it, bitch I'm on it Can't run out of gas, can't be stuck Tell me the price, can't be much Niggas be talking like they can't get touched We gon' knock 'em down, you can help em up And I don't give a fuck Tadoe come cook 'em, pick 'em up Get your forty-four (Finish 'em) It's a whole lot of bullets left You wanna take it there? We can take it there You lil' soft ass teddy bear Put the K to your face, give you the Glock And make you kill yourself These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Baby, my watch cost a condo Pocket full of hunchos 'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight Still got the Glock with the green light Sometimes shit don't seem right But that's just what it be like

Girl, well, it's been one of those days again And it seems like the harder I try Over and over I'm right back where I began But you understand Oh, girl, when nothing else in this world goes right Oh, I just want to run to you You pull me through Oh, baby, who wouldn't want to have you in their life? Tell me what kind of man would I be? Living a life without any meaning And I know you could surely survive without me But if I had to live without you Tell me what kind of man would I be? Times when it was pointless for me to try I was more than a desperate man What seemed like forever Was gone with one touch of your hand Oh, girl, if I could count all the sleepless nights When you were there for me A fool could see Oh, baby, once that I found you, there was no letting go Tell me what kind of man would I be? Living a life without any meaning And I know you could surely survive without me But if I had to live without you Tell me what kind of man would I be? Tell me what kind of man would I be? Living a life without any meaning And I know you could surely survive without me But if I had to live without you Tell me what kind of man would I be? What kind of man would I be? Living a life without any meaning And I know you could surely survive without me But if I had to live without you Tell me what kind of man Tell me what kind of man Tell me what kind of man would I be? (What kind of man would I be?) Tell me what kind of man would I be? (What kind of man would I be?) Tell me what kind of man would I be?

When, oh when Oh when, when will I Not dream of what would be Just sit here comfortably Oh when, when will I Who is that girl Why is it me Why can't I see that she just used to be I'm what's left of me No can't just sit here and wish for what's gone But the thought of a change keeps me going strong I'll keep goin' on When, oh when Oh when, when will I Not dream of what would be Just sit here comfortably Oh when, when will I Time just keeps passing The future is now I'm stuck holding on but we gotta just move on Whether right or wrong The world keeps on spinning And I just can't see Why change isn't happening, just pure stagnancy Oh but I'm just me When, oh when Oh when, when will I Not dream of what would be Just sit here comfortably Oh when, when will I