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MYSTIKAL | If It Aint Live, It Aint Me
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Why.., why why why why
Cause I keep bangin yall mother-fuckin ass, with this shit
If it aint live, it aint me
Oh nigga Im too def to move a step, too shy to slip or slide
Im too hard to fall apart, Im too cold to get old
Im too hip to drip, I do it to em like this
I want-a load it up, cock back dont miss
Yall aint goin believe this
Got the preachers wife talkin bout rock that shit!
All they do is say the mans name
You watch how many bitches start comin, its a damn shame
They know I got the wood for em
If they in the hotel room and get the dick, thats good for em
Big pussy and its soft dick time, bitch I got to getcha, mm-hm, uh-huh..
Tell me what you goin do
If you got your friends with you, you could bring them hos too
Come and turn around, let me get behind you
Move somethin for me baby, I aint goin tell no body


If it aint live, it aint me
Oh nigga Im too def to move a step, too shy to slip or slide
Im too hard to fall apart, Im too cold to get old
If it aint live, it aint me
Oh nigga Im too def to move a step, too shy to slip or slide
Im too hard to fall apart, Im too cold to get old
Im too hip to drip


When Im here they got to have it
White lines so live they jump off the cabinet
Its Micheal Tyler not Black Sabbath
Its springin hunter so watch out for the cat parrot
Im a whole and kaniver, the hot enchilada, Big Truck driver
Hittin hookers is a side high
Tuckin guts stackin paper formin lyrics is my real job
Got my fingers and my shit tight
Got another album and contract bitch get right
Form a crowd like a fist fight
Take my time with it if it takes me sun-up to midnight




Im too man to try to handle, Im too bad and loaded too for you to hold
Too tight to out-write, too strong to out-sold, too much to out-bust
Ill talk shit and cuss, foul-dog rimp and the walk talk spit crush
The paper towels and toilet tissue, start your engine set the table
Clean your plate and wash the dishes
Can I please get a source cup
And if they dont give me my grammy, feel so sorry for your mother
And after Im goin get Jive
I done bust my ass, yall aint do yall job






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Game (Triple H Theme)
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I Aint Playin
Mr. Shittalker
Runnin from the Police
Shake Somethin
Who Rock This?
What Cha Think
Light it Up
Thats That Shit
Go Head
Smoke One
Big Truck Driver
Ooooh Yeah
Pussy Crook
Settle The Score
If It Aint Live, It Aint Me
Tarantula
Bouncin Back (Bumping Me Against The Wall)
Neck Uv Da Woods
Murderer III
Smoked Out
The Braids
Aint Gonna See Tomorrow
Family
Mystikal Fever
U Would If U Could
I Rock, I Roll
Big Truck Boys
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