Yukmouth feat. C-Bo & CJ Mac Smile Lyrics

Thug Lord: The New Testament Track Listing
  • 1 Old Testament (Intro)
  • 2 Thug Lord
  • 3 Oh Boy!
  • 4 Clap Yo Hands
  • 5 Hi Maintenance
  • 6 Puffin Lah
  • 7 We Gone Ride
  • 8 Thug Money
  • 9 Do It Right
  • 10 World's Most Hated
  • 11 So Ignorant
  • 12 Ooh! Ooh! Donuts!
  • 13 Regime Killers 2001
  • 14 Smile
  • 15 New Testament (Outro)
  • Yuk, what, thug lord, regime
    West coast, Yukmouth, Mac Mac, uh, check
    (Verse 1: C-Bo)
    Mission arrives upon all means, all the cream
    Baddest b____es you ever seen tatted wit regime
    Thug Lord, wit the real hard core
    Keepin it crackin once, prepared for war
    Three of the downest n____'s you ever imagined and go platinum
    Known to keep it crackin wheter it's packin or scrapin
    Jackin a rapper, s___ I give it up if I can smile
    Ballin and repent somebody smile for me baby
    Then made it across the crossroads
    Skated the boss mode
    Now me, Mac and Yuk escalatin in floss mode
    Jaguar's, bad broad's, anything you ask for
    Motorcycle's, and fast cars, I ask the lord to forgive me
    To keep me in this, I'm livin is for my children
    I can't eat without another million
    I'm livin life in the fast lane, champagne to wash away ya pain
    Them tears, that I been holdin in for years, smile for me
    Smile, smile, oh smile
    I only wanna see you smile
    Smile, oh smile, oh yeah
    (Verse 2: CJ Mac)
    How many words can make a average man sit and try
    Picture my lies, throwin bricks besides a business
    Tried crippin for life
    Tried dippin around this b____ without a clippin tonight
    Tried chips for somethin, h___cidal call it crime, we cursed
    All we know we havin dreams in mirror's
    Fast cars, bad b____es, and teams to kear
    Crack the seal loc, pour me out a shot of that filth
    So I can drown in all my feelins inside, we all lit
    Ha, dustin off the chronic ash and blast
    Caught up in a mash of cash, we want it fast
    I'm slippin, dirty I'm home, family won't hug me
    But that's how the livin as is gonna be, so f___ em
    I reak of scandalous schemes, and livin fast
    It's like the second when I'm sayin by my hour glass, d___
    Been at ?????, and livin buckwild
    But i'll give it all up to pop a smile, I wish that I could smile
    (Verse 3: Yukmouth)
    Ayo, I wake up every mornin praisin the lord
    Thankin the lord for bein my shootin arm
    Keepin a soldier safe in his war
    I worry about livin no more, get paid and stayin on tour
    Receivein my blessings, the lord
    That's why I quit stresstin no more
    Now I can keep my tech in the drawer, and keep my vest on the floor
    I'm still protected by the lord like never before
    Acceptin the lord, for sakes, still respectin the lord
    Praise his name for what you got
    Cause what you got really ain't yours
    It's the lords, and we his children
    He want us all to pay for jewelry
    Livin in mansions inside a apartment buildings
    If we can stop this stealin, If we can stop the sinnin
    If we can stop the killings, start prayin, start repentin
    And ask god for forgiveness, the fatherfull forgiveness
    And feel the spirtural healin, and god's by witness
    So keep the pray for, even if you was raised hard
    I was buried in the graveyard, until I praised god
    (Chorus until fade)

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