Is This Me?

Yeah, 1996

Coolio with the flow

Rated R, superstar

LV, that's right

Uh

Mossberg Smith & Wesson

.45 let me tell you how I learned my lesson

House party in the hood at some niggas I don't know

But I had to go they had a house full of hos

I stepped into that party with my nigga high off that head

The hos is looking good so we try to make a friend for night

Let's get it right let's get it straight

But now these punkass niggas in the party want to play a hate

I'd bust a cap to save a rat so what's up with that

It's 1996 so these bustas get no kinda of doubt

Like American Express here we go again

I never leave home without it so don't even think about it

Just let me leave and I won't have to make you bleed

But if you make an offensive move then I'm gonna have to show a Groove

Back up off let's keep it soft

Don't make me have to show you who these 16 bosses be

This really ain't me no more (really ain't me)

But these streets won't let me go (no, no, no)

I can't escape this life (oh)

That they got me trapped inside (yeah, yeah)

This really ain't me no more

But these streets won't let me go (oh)

I can't escape this life

That they got me trapped inside (yeah)

Way back in the days we dudes don't forget a name

Now everybody wants the fame but things change ain't the same

All these sucker set-trippin', killin' for no reason

That's why I never leave the house without my nina

I love my baby carry my baby wherever I go

For these suckers get in a twist they say I beat their pimpin'

Stop wishin' you was in my shoes

And learn to be yourself stop acting like somebody else

It's '96 and most of the homeys thinking of six feet

The six I found out if you wear partners where the friends go

Every week you don't see me I gotta put at work

I guess the shit don't stop 'til my gaskets drop

Stop hating my life and get your own

Be true to this game or this game will do you cold

Everywhere I go, I got my back

I hate to do my all black but I must stay strapped

This really ain't me no more (really ain't me)

But these streets won't let me go (no, no, no)

I can't escape this life (oh)

That they got me trapped inside (yeah, yeah)

This really ain't me no more

But these streets won't let me go (go)

I can't escape this life

That they got me trapped inside (yeah)

No, no

Oh

I can't escape this life

I been trying to live in peace, but these fools won't cease

They insist with their bullshit so I got a full clip

Chitty-chitty bang-bang doin' it's a new thing

One shot from a Jake .38 can make your brain ache

I'm the kinda nigga that don't believe in frontin'

But if you run up on me trippin' you best believe I'm dumpin'

I got bills to pay and kids to raise

And a whole generation of lost niggas to save

So I ain't got time for that yip yap

If you start some static I'm gonna have to blow your mind back

Believe that nigga daisy if you do it's true

Fuck with Coo you get done that's how we do it to it

Don't start no shit and it won't be none son, uh

But if you do, I'm going for my gun

Like Doc Holliday a nigga ain't scary

So if you want to trip then I'll be your huckleberry

This really ain't me no more (really ain't me)

But these streets won't let me go (no, no, no)

I can't escape this life (oh)

That they got me trapped inside (yeah, yeah)

This really ain't me no more

But these streets won't let me go (oh)

I can't escape this life

That they got me trapped inside

This really ain't me no more (really ain't me)

But these streets won't let me go (no, no, no)

I can't escape this life (oh)

That they got me trapped inside (yeah, yeah)

This really, really, really ain't me (no)

But these streets won't let me go (oh)

I can't escape this life

That they got me trapped inside

Oh, no, no, it ain't me

I can't escape this life