ultimate force – i gotta go lyrics
time for some comedy
word
i been a little too serious on this alb-m
bout time to do some comedy
word up
[verse 1: master rob]
well, here we go, on with the show
now pay attention because you might blow
ever been in a spot you didn’t wanna be
around nonsense and negativity
well it happened to be more than twice
(like three times?)
so listen as i shoot the dice
the other day i went to the castle
party was jumpin, b-ss was pumpin
strolled through the crowd in my silk suit
in my bally boots, the girls said i was cute
(that n-gg- fresh)
looked over my shoulder, on the left
i saw a sight that made me lose my breath
sittin at the bar, fresh out the hairdresser
she was lookin good, i wanted to carress her
(come here, baby)
i said, “excuse me, my name is rob”
now don’t think, let me buy you a drink
so we can chit-chat for a few
(you know)
bacardi and c-ke, and i’ll have one too
now back to you, what’s your name?
i gotta know cause it’s drivin me insane
(my name is cindy, you think you could win me
over a drink, please it doesn’t send me)
then she went into her fendi
put out a vial, a stem, and when she
inhaled the smoke, her eyes rolled back
sittin there smokin lackalack
(she buggin)
so i picked up my drink, got out my chair
she started to pout
but i didn’t care cause i was out
knomsayin giz?
smokin them lackalacks and sh-t
you know?
she wanted me to get with her
knowmsayin?
i ain’t with that
you know
[verse 2: master rob]
on a friday night i went to the white stone
trains are a drag, so i took a cab
stepped out the oj, went inside the complex
i had a cold, so i bought a pack of contrax
looked in the corner, there was a fat man
(?) tickets of batman
so i bought one, it didn’t matter a bit
as long as i see the flick
(i’m a see this movie)
d-mn it was dark in the theater
lookin for a seat, steppin on feet
finally i got to an empty chair
cigarettes and buddha filled the air
i overheard a conversation behind me
someone tellin his boy, “i’m gonna find me
a victim that i can stick”
glanced at the kid, seen a nine and a clip
and he had on a vest, so i knew he wasn’t frontin
and from his face he had to be thirty-somethin
word, he was schemin and plottin
lookin for jewels, so he could start poppin
got up from my seat
put my rope in my shirt cause i roll one deep
him and his man got up from their seat
sn-tched a chain and the kid complained
then i heard the nine and a loud shot
no time to be nosy, hops, cause i was out
knowmsayin?
i ain’t gettin shot for n-body
word up
ain’t tryina be nosy in this world
[verse 3: master rob]
one time i had a show in virginia
i can’t recall the town, but here’s what went down
i arrived at the club a little late
promoter started yellin like mr. slate
yak-yak-yak, he almost got slapped
throwin b-ss at my face like a 808
i said, “don’t worry, this show’ll go on
just get the papers ready, word is bond”
the promoter said, “cool
go ahead and perform and see me in my room”
i said, “excuse me, let me tell you somethin, yo
i want the dough or there won’t be a show, you know”
i didn’t mean to flip
but i gotta get paid in order to rip
up the mic just like freddie krueger
shootin lyrics like i’m a german luger
the promoter returned and he said
“i’m short on cash but instead
let me write you out a check”
he was a better actor than gregory peck
i said, “don’t worry, troop, now here’s the scoop”
and without a doubt
yo, i was out
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