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Artist: Bun B f/ Pimp C
Album:  Return of the Trill
Song:   U a Bitch
Typed by: 

{"Cory Mo"}

[Intro: Pimp C interview]
I'm survived by my family and uh
Stackin up this paper high as the uhh, you know
Owe it all, you know, yeah, already, you know so
That's what it's really about, but uh, all this old shit here
If I wasn't rappin I'd still be doin this old shit here, you know
This ain't nothin but materialistic, you know
Knowledge is power, I'm about makin some money man, you know?
Let's put this shit together, get some real paper

[Bun B]
I been a real street nigga way longer than I remember ('member)
Grindin on the block from January to December ('cember)
I been in this game damn near since it began ('gan)
with nothin but my reputation and skills with my hands (hands)
Know a whole lot of fools started when I did
Known for bein fuck boys, pullin some sly shit
Shoulda got laid out but somehow slid through
Extensions and bitches nigga, I do not kid you (kid you)
Hit the highway with that work and got jammed up
Either tell on somebody or get you ten slammed up
He ain't got the heart for it, so guess what he do? (do)
He start recordin for that part mayne, and tell on his crew (crew)
He was the boss of the operation, livin it large (large)
Now he tellin on the workers like they ass was in charge (charge)
Soon as the pressure's applied you immediately switch (switch)
Man, just do us all a favor and stop bein a bitch
Cause you a bitch!

[Interlude: Pimp C interview]
As far as the police was concerned, I had some problems with some laws now
You know, I've run into wrecks with laws, that didn't like what I stood for
or didn't like rap music or just didn't like black folks in general
Man, the Lord was lookin after me this whole time
Every time, it was one that was dangerous that could get me
I had five or six that was on my side
that kept that, kept that motherfucker in check, man

[Bun B]
I know a lot of people locked up, sittin in cells (cells)
Either for shit that they did or shit they didn't do well (well)
But for every cat that's locked up, definitely guilty (guilty)
There's another brother innocent in prison, you feel me? (feel me?)
See this country we live in is really all about the bottom line
And when they see these young black men they see dollar signs
So prisons go from bein run by the state
to a private industry nigga, tell me, can you relate?
See when education in the schools is geared for the testin
They can't keep up the fundin cause kids can't keep up the lesson
They get frustrated with the process and head to the streets
And find some alternative ways to get 'em somethin to eat
You got draconian laws in place, that's mandated by the state
Probation terms you can't meet so you know you gon' violate
Now you makin license plates, scratchin the ten-year itch
Your prison an industrial complex, man stop bein a bitch
You a bitch!

[Interlude: Pimp C interview]
You see a lot of people in the penitentiary make statements
like, "I ain't never comin back here," you know?
And I made statements when I was on the street that I was never goin
So, I don't say "never" anymore
You don't know what, you don't know what's in store
What I will say is this
I'ma stay positive out here, I'ma do the right thing
You know, I'm not gonna, uh, make no moves to put myself in the cross
where these people can just cross me out and {?}

[Bun B]
This nigga told me he sold dope, I said "What do that mean?"
He said, "I'll sell you some white (white) or I could sell you some green" (green)
Got a pocket full of pills (pills) and a cup of that lean (lean)
Mayne I'm just keepin it trill, I slapped the hat off his bean (bean)
You niggaz kill me runnin 'round talkin 'bout you sell drugs (drugs)
Moved a couple quarter pounds, now you swear you the plug? (plug)
Oh my bad, you got them birds that fly away every month (month)
You keep them ki's? Nigga please, why you tryin to front? (front)
See you can have all the cocoa leaves that they grow in Columbia
Then serve up all the snorters and the smokers and numb 'em up
With stacks up to the ceiling, big doggin like you Marmaduke
Still won't see a tenth of the paper that big pharma' do
They don't care about the cure, they just wanna sell a treatment
Keep you alive by keepin you high, now that's some street shit
Usin people's pain for profit, gettin rich
Aiyyo pharmaceutical companies, stop bein a bitch
Cause you a bitch!

[Outro: Pimp C interview]
But, but at the same time, I ain't gon' let nobody hurt me
I'm not gon' let nobody hurt my family
And I will kill you if you come around my kids with that bullshit