[what you here for, buddy?]
[larceny.]
[how much time you get?]
[99 years.]
Verse 1: brother marquis
Talk about, why? spreadinand' rumors, tellinand' lies
Iand'm real sensitive to the fact
Of why must you go out like that
You canand't say nothinand' positive
All i get are negative responses
They say itand's hard to keep a good man down
But itand's not hard to have one up off the ground
He said, she said, this-n-that
But whoand's tellinand' the truth? it ainand't like that
I knew somethinand' was wrong, i knew it all along
But nobody told me what was goinand' on
So just stop ... all this disrespect
and'cause now is the time for me to put you in check
They say the truth hurts, but donand't get mad at me
Iand'm talkinand' to those who got larceny
Verse 2: fresh kid ice
Larceny, meaning beinand' jealous-hearted
Over little or nothinand', it can get started
For example, a man wants to get ahead
Others wish he failed and rather see him dead
Always puttinand' obstacles in your path
It becomes a problem you shouldnand't have
Itand's like a disease spreadinand' faster than aids
The word is out, they misspelled your name
People look at you a little strange
You gain more foes as your lifestyle changeand'
They want what you got, thatand's the dollars that you clock
To you itand's petty but to them itand's a lot
Material things they couldnand't retain
Still hopinand' your loss will be their gain
Yet we strive to stay alive and live carefree
Others still have that larceny
Verse 3
(kid ice) youand'll shake my hand, pretend to be my friend
And behind my back, wish it all would end
People mention my name, youand'll frown your face
Hopinand' in your dreams youand'll take my place
The things that i own you wish you had
Every time i do good it makes you mad
Youand're not a friend to me, just an enemy
A sucker that rhymes, a wanna be
(marquis) you wanna be like me, only in your dreams
You wanna be down, but you gotta come clean
Rockinand' boominand' beats on every cut
2 liveand's in effect, why you sweatinand' us?
Wishinand' you had all the money iand've made
And all the females that iand've slayed
You hate me, boy, now ainand't that a pity
You ainand't got the vapors, you got larceny
