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spice 1 - touch me/feel me/smell me lyrics

[ chorus sung ]
touch me, feel me, smell me
don by any means necessary
you can’t f-ck with a legendary
east bay gangster

[ verse 1 ]
when it’s all said and done a player’s pushed power and paper
we all ball, playin russian roulette with thug’s nature
rush and pull capers, savage like _amistad_
i know you seein what these demons is doin but i ain’t scared
got me grindin, havin hustler’s dreams, k!llin for cream
it seems when you’re close to your goal that’s when they scheme
ever since pac and biggie died the game done watered down
with generic–ss n-ggas who ain’t gon’ even stick around
for 2 minutes, f-ck 5 minutes of fame, i’m 10 years
with longevity, n-gga, deep as f-ck in this game
how could you speak upon a legendary
east bay gangster spice 1, don by any means necessary
spice 1, don by any means necessary, n-gga
dn by any means necessary
is you feelin me?
like t-tties and -ss
is you feelin me?
like clockin some cash

[ chorus 2x ]

[ verse 2 ]
we ain’t bullsh-ttin, dump a n-gga up in a ditch and
get to cookin chickens in the kitchen, it’s non-fiction
realism, with multiplied bodies like catechism
you f-ckin with the fetti just equals to murderism
hurt em, hit em, aim to split em down the middle, did him, got him
kicked the n-gga dead in his -ss before i shot him
rapper’s complex, you n-ggas think i think i’m the sh-t
but i was goin dub for dub just like you in ’86
i pop my collar cause me to you is like a pit to a chihuahua
n-gga, taco bell is that-a-way, b-tch n-gga, put your gat away
the big dog, f-ck scooby doo, scr-ppin for scratch
p-ss the dubee, fool, what’s crackin, n-gga, don’t baby-sit that
you can’t f-ck with the legendary
east bay gangster, spice 1, don by any means necessary
spice 1, don by any means necessary
n-gga, by any means necessary

[ chorus 2x ]

[ verse 3 ]
and all you n-ggas talkin that sh-t in them streets can suck my d-ck
you can quote me on that, i’m a real rider, b-tch
your opinion is like a -ssh0l-, i stick my uzi in it
f-ck you c-ckroaches talkin bunch of sh-t, i’m born sinnin
been in it from the beginnin, spice 1 the o.g
coast to coast, worldwide m-th-f-ckas know me
i’m the one who set the foundation
for them n-ggas that sp-spit the g-gangsta sh-t real fast all the way across the nation
that sh-t you talkin ’bout i was born when i played it
cause magazines be so east coast orientated
politics in the game, they forced this sh-t down our throat
we wanna hear n-ggas from where we from on the radio

[ chorus until end ]

- spice 1 lyrics

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