Three 6 Mafia - Motivated lyrics

Everytime I feel this shit I'm motivated

Not only do we flow this shit we demonstrate it

We come to far to turn back now I hope we make it

But everytime them prophets fly I'm motivated

(Juicy J)

Back in the days

I used to get down

Pockets on e

I can't do nothin' but frown

Feelin' my belly and don't come around

Had to be pushin' that bope by the pound

Go with da folk that be pullin' a bitch

Not to popular now you know you're the shit

Fuckin' with reala

That know you're legit

Pushin' that shit that you shoot in your wrist

had ot be down about makin' my grip

Pumpin' the beat

Hopin' the needle won't skip

Nukin' a dinner while flippin' the script

Niggas still trippin' still runnin' they lip

Now they just comin' in larger amounts

Then I stack them in my bank account

This is for half of your ass watch it bounce

Motivation for my power and clout

(DJ Paul)

20 years old

Ridin' in a 80,000 dollar viper

Better watch out for the snipers

They be bumpin' our tapes

But they really don't like us

Why must some local bustas try to dis me

When they don't even know me

Not knowin' i'll run up on they ass

With a motherfuckin' mac

Kill em' all off slowly

I'm tryin' to keep my cool, keep my cool

Cause I got plenty to lose

My fuckin' surroundings be another nigga singin' the blues

So how I keep's myself on top of things and motivate

I quickly erase all you hoes that be playa hatin'

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(Gangsta Boo)

For you motherfuckin' niggas

For you motherfuckin' hoes

Stayin' real as ca be

On my fuckin' ten toes

Never be the one to fall

I'm rising oh so quickly

I know you hate me

But I'm gon' stay motivated

This crazy lady

Don't give a fuck bout' what you say

It don't mean shit

Maybe cause I'm stackin' cheese

And you ain't stackin' nothin' but dicks

Including you niggas too

You be ridin' on dicks

I know you do

I'm stayin' on top of my game

I'll be number one so nigga fuck you

(Scarecrow)

This music game is gonna drive me insane

It's all about figures

Cause when you're dealin' with heavy stakes

Somethin' gon' brake or get injured

Niggas talkin' bout' paying dues

I got the bruises to prove it

Did everything a nigga could do

To make it in the game of rap music

But still everytime I try to make a move some mothefuckers always

gotta doubt

And then them very same niggas don't know what the fuck they talkin'

bout'

Keepin' the faith up on my plate

Was the reflection of my face

Sayin' it to make it but still gave the good Lord his grace

Chorus...till fade